Dead Kitten ... A Poem...

 My very late contribution to Stan Fletcher's Killer Ideas for your next hub,

 

Unfortunately it is inspired by a spike that we have had here in Australia of animal cruelty often resulting in the death of many young animals ....

 

The dead eye opened

As the small body lay smoking

Life extinguished and ruined

It twitched, burnt and bleeding

 

Dragging its shaking body to the track

On paws raw and blistered

It made its way slowly back

Every step long and tortured

 

The moon high in the dark sky

As the miles between them dropped away

The glow of hate burning in its one eye

Its death so much more than play

 

Seeing his shadow in the window

The dead kitten yowled

It would need one sure blow

 As closer and closer it prowled

 

Slinking inside paw prints bloody

It hunted its tormenter

Its mournful cry eerie

As it followed the sound of laughter

 

Sitting in the door frame

Its glowing eye staring

Blistered, beaten, bloody and lame

As his killer fell back shouting

 

Hissing the dead kitten attacked

Its broken body lashing out

The boy barely had time to react

Knocking it back with a shout

 

Blood from its claws, dripping

The dead kitten glared

As the boy started screaming

Finally at last he was scared

The claw mark started to smoke

As the young teenage boy stared to burn

His cries cut off as he started to choke

Some evil can’t be unlearned

As the fire started on the inside

The dead kitten started to heal

Falling to the floor the killer died

As his life force the cat did steal

Darting through the burning building

His limbs fresh and new

Free now he didn’t stop running

He knew what he had to do

Return to his litter at the witch’s cabin

He never should have run away

He had more than learned his lesson

It was best never to stray...

© K.A.E Grove