Sep 7, 2018 · 1 min read
The god in you
The colourful sound
from the garbage bag was found.
You came rolling over
The pink white nose,
the smoothness it bore,
got rubbed with your mini paws.
The velvet soft fur
got drenched in the shower
along with the dirt from the bag.
Sverely spotted with grey
was your chalky white clay
You came mewing up to me.
The softness you show
With the little tail to and fro
I was amazed with the look
You gave no option and so I took you up. My palm was warm and full.
My friend, you seem more than the lamb. But the world would soon throw god away from you.
Damn!!!
