General Poetry posted January 13, 2019 Chapters:  ...10 11 -12- 13... 


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A story of one particular cat.

A chapter in the book What Breaks My Heart

The Story of Ugly

by fm wright

On the exterior he wasn't much to look at;
this sorrowful, disfigured remains of a cat.

He was missing an eye with a same side ear that was torn-
this poor little feline whom all the people did scorn.

Along with a broken foot, that when it mended,
seemed like a corner to turn he always intended.

To add to this, he possessed but a stub for a tail;
affecting his overall appearance as well.

If that wasn't enough, his body, as it were,
was covered in scars and scabs in and amongst his fur.

Whenever attention was sought out by this stray,
children were repeatedly told from him to stay away.

To rub up against a human hand he would so try,
yet affection would be denied this sweet small guy.

When on someone he tried to suckle, he'd be told to scat,
but he would encounter far worse treatment than that.

The times that he with someone would try to abide
they'd slam the door on his paws before he could get inside.

When that wouldn't work he would be hosed down.
Still, he'd stay where he was, even if he'd almost drown.

Often rocks at him would be thrown in repetition.
In response, his body in forgiveness, he'd position.

Because it was companionship that he truly yearned:
it was to a pair of nearby huskies that he turned.

When, at last, by a kindly person he was rescued,
his body angle was completely and utterly screwed.

As one could quite very easily no doubt guess,
it was found to be in a mangled and twisted mess.

Even after from his attackers he was snatched,
this bedraggled creature never tried to bite or scratch.

Suckling and purring once within his rescuer's hold;
this picture of contentment revealed all to be told.

Finally he was on his way to getting to go inside;
after each of the numerous times he had tried.

This feline, when it all came down to push and shove,
depicted what he most wanted out of this life was love.

What wasn't found in his countless struggles and endless strife,
this critter found at death, that which he couldn't in life.

Maybe on the surface there wasn't a lot worth seeing.
To this, there's probably not much disagreeing.

Still, even as he was taking his last breath he showed
more love to the world than on him was bestowed.

Ugly is not the way that he looked on the outside,
but rather, how he was treated and how he died.



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