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[~ Here's a rather recent one. It's more of a story, not a poem:

THE SHADOW OF THE SNOW.


Everyday I pass by a thin, black cat.
It seems that it doesn’t like anyone.
Though it is as beautiful as a red rose, its attitude defines it all.
It always hisses at me, every time I pass by.
It is always biting on a bloody rat, making it seem like a blood-thirsty monster.
But deep down I know that it has a reason to its violence, even though she acts like a demon.

One day, I saw it covered with blood, as if it was kicked and stomped on.
I looked at its mouth and there was no rat.
It was holding a newborn kitty.

I understood why it always acts that way; it was protecting something precious to it.
I would do the same, even if it destroys my image.
I respected the cat every time it passes by me, but it really won’t show any affection

On a winter day, I saw bloody cat-prints on the pure, white snow.
I followed the foot-prints and then I saw…
The worst sight I have ever seen.
The same black cat that always passes me.

Beside it was a small kitten, mourning for the loss of something precious…
It was crying and whining, it broke my heart.
As I saw a teenager who had bloody hands, laughing and mocking.
I broke down to my knees; I thought “What heartless creature would have done this? “
Tears fell out of my eyes, as I carried the cat to a very special place…
The place where I always see it pass me, I buried it in the cold, hard ground.
As the black cat was under the cold land, the poor kitten was whining and crying.

I put the kitten beside its mother, the creature that protected it till the end.
The kitten’s whine put tears on my eyes,
The thought of that day still echoes through my mind, the cat who risked its life.
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