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Created on: April 19, 2008
Defenseless
He was just a playful kitten
As happy as could be
He was black and shunned
By his mama and the other three
I saw him in that litter
Knowing he'd become the runt
A tiny little scrawny thing
Tan siblings gave the brunt
I picked him up and held him close
This teenager was I
I knew he'd have a lot to give
If only he would try
His tears, they fell on deafened ears
As babies all were bought
I held this baby in my arms
True love is what he sought
I took him home for nothing
No charge was asked of me
This little blackened kitten
Was given away for free
He wasn't worth a price to pay
For those who knew their stuff
He was just a worthless give away
His own mama was even rough
I took him home and cared for him
He loved me like no other
He met me at the bus stop
Where he hissed at my brother
He walked home on my shoulder
Daring all who looked my way
This big black cat now
Scared everyone each day
In the end he had been murdered
Halloween the night they chose
Black cats deserved true torture
For causing so many woes
I found him buried deep
Within a box in my garage
Poison was the culprit
With not a soul to charge
He was black and singled out
From the day he started life
Opinions formed about him
That always caused him strife
But I knew he was more than words
I took the time to know
The heart inside this cast out cat
I let his feelings grow
He offered love, protection too
He was a perfect friend
Murdered for his differences
That he could not defend
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