Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 18,542 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Cats - Poem by Gert Strydom

At night with eyes big and bright
the cats go out to play and at midnight
there's just one law that they obey

they sneer and wail,
swing their tails,
bare their claws,
sometimes scratch them against doors

cavilling with each other over territories
making some dogs growl
uneasy as if some demons form hell
are sneaking on all fours
having them under a spell
with evil in mind

and tiger, leopard and beasts they are,
not feeling anything for the welfare
of others of there kind,
as sleek killing machines that prowl
not hindered by bars
with eyes that glare


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012



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