cats...

All these souls, all the cats that payed humans wrongdoings with their blood They opened their eyes at birth only to see bombs instead of clouds and a dark sky instead of a clear one But oh how their breathing problems started, the bleeding noses the torn faces and tired eyes....why an innocent such as this being utterly destroyed for the mere foolishness of a disgusting being? Could an exception not be made? All these souls that were forgotten, that made people's hearts flutter by time to time The years when times where difficult All the crying women who fell at their feet and furr crying All the ones that honoured them now murdering them All the ones that stared at them in their bright eyes now wanting to erase that brightness And that small statue Oh so many people tried to keep a memory a token of their beloved So that it could stay in history.