Old World Cats Poem by Naveed Akram

Cats of the old world concentrate and think,
Without energies the words of the sane are few;
The laws abundantly spread their orders
From higher officers that reign supreme,
Offering a guardian to be placed and deposed
Soon enough.

Going to the palace of the men is like a cat,
Clever is the animal of fur and hatred,
Cleverness plays in the heavens with dogs
Also to squirt anger and threatening phrases,
Threatening words are the day and night.

Germany is upon us, France relaxes after
The cat has launched its whiskers,
And world wars are fought ferociously,
Fitting fury with flight, weirdness guesses
In the spot where estimation is certain.