Blind Cat

……Feline poverty
pressed against the wall
Are you afraid of man?
Come now, wipe the blood of your face
And let me console you.
You who thrive in darkness know that
Man was born in it and it will be
His winding sheet when his breath
Grows weaker
And the rhythm of his pulse
Begins to fumble.
He is afraid of it. (Mark that down).
Since it was his beginning
And will be his end.
It is this darkness he worships
Not God.
And it is this darkness
that will triumph in the end.

So the next time he kicks you in the face
Mock him for what he fears the most.


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