Kitana My Daughter’s Cat Poem by Moses Kainwo

Kitana my daughter’s tomcat
Goes to school to practise to play
His new-tamed paws will march in a house
Rather than mow down a mouse

All day long he will twist his tongue
To chitchat with the Queen’s blue tongue
The rats and mice will sway their tails
With Kitana so hot on their trail

The teacher once voted a verse
But Kitana reversed for a dash
In a window had sat a rat
An offence to my daughter’s cat

He went for the hind of his find
The kind that satisfied his mind
He had gone to school on a fast
But now had a find for breakfast

Kitana Kitana they yelled
As children and teacher beheld
A bully had come to their school
And had no regard for the rules

Kitana was thrown out of school
For conduct that questioned the rules
So he went to court with his tail
To win back his name from their tale

The lady judge sat on dried rat
With table well made from dried fish
Vermin skin veiled all the windows
For fear of the street in shadows

Kitana your case you may state
The judge in her seat did dictate
Kitana licked his paws from the dock
In a bid to defend his frock

Kitana spoke in Queen’s blue tongue
Though hungry he stood there for long
He told of the degradation
The teacher had made his portion

The judge adjourned for five minutes
In which time her table diminished
Kitana with table in mouth
Disappeared from court without doubt

He never returned to the school
He never returned to be ruled
The judge so surprised did not fight
With case and table out of sight

Kitana was no more in sight
Not in school nor on dock nor on site
But Police dogged him with their dog
That never returned from the dream