We thought we had a chance,
we thought we’d survive,
but when the clawed fuzzies attacked
no one was left alive.
Coming in the dead of night
purring horrifying sounds,
before we could escape
they groomed and pulled us down.
Some recoiled in fear at the tale,
but most wouldn’t listen
to the utter hopelessness
that’s life with kittens.
©October 2016, Christina Anne Hawthorne
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