[Chickenbone]

Little Cat

Deep down into the dark cave
Wonder in, far to brave
Attracted to the dark and drear
Much like the story of the curious cat that mama tells her little dear
The cave moves in, like it could fall
But there is something else behind these walls
Muscles retract in a steady beat
Not ready to give up and call defeat
There's life beyond this cracked cold stone
Little cat is not alone
This is love's heart that is near dead
Starving from past; lack of being fed
Such a pitiful sight to see
But sympathy for love can no longer be
Only thing left is for little cat to venture onward
Until the pathetic screams will not be heard