🌨THE RAIN

🌨THE RAIN☔️

Dark clouds drifting
Wind howling

The rain falls

My thoughts drift from the comfort of the cats in my apartment

The rain will quench the thirst of many community cats

Diluting the poisons that have been added to the stagnant water

The rain will flush away the kittens hidng in the small drains

The meowing drowns in the swirling water

The cats that fell into the steep monsoon drains

Rush in vain against the raising tide of water

Cats hiding beneath cars

Cats crouching under concrete seats in the void decks

At the mercy of the human traffic

Life is like that

Sweet

Sour

Bitter

What then

Is the mystery of existence?

🐈Written by Garpy🐈
2006

#IVORYchuMCDS & #EBONYkangMCDS

What right have you got to push us off the brink?

HDB says No
We stay on the streets

Town Council says No
The feeders mess up public areas

We move to the carparks
Car owners say No
The scratches must be that "stupid cat sleeping on the roof"

We move to the hawker centres
NEA says No
Or else no 'Singapore OK' label

We hang around the walkway
The young lady says we scare her mother

We move near the childcare
The parents complaint to the Town Council's officer
"Get rid of the cat or we beat your brain out!"

We poo on the grass
The Town Council's Senior Property Manager screams
"Cats cannot poo! Not even on the grass!"

Where can we go?
Can we ask to be unborn?

We are labelled pest and nuisance
Without justification

Look who is destroying the earth?
At an unprecedented pace

Come on
We only want to live
Just like you do

What right have you got to push us off the brink?

We Shall Surely Meet Again

http://www.myanimalcare.org/

Colin Phan's "I am a Cat"

Colin Phan's "I am a Cat"



I have feelings. I feel pain.
I did not choose to be brought into this world.
I have no home.

Everyday I search for food
In drains, rubbish bins, in places no one would think of,
Just to eat so that I may survive,
So that I may live another day to search for food.
I see so many of my kin doing the same thing,
Some are fortunate like I am, some are not,
Countless are those who have drowned, who have died,
Just searching for that morsel of sustenance so that they may live another day.

Where do I go? I sleep where I can,
I suffer the ignominious looks of people.
If I am lucky, I am shooed away,
If I am not, I get kicked, swept at by brooms,
And it hurts.
I have seen my children tortured.
Images of Rubber Bands stapled on ears,
Of tin cans tied to tails to scare us.
Even worse, of detergent poured into water to poison us.
Whom do I tell these feelings to?

No one. We suffer in silence.

Yet there are kind souls.
There are those who will feed me, who care.
There are those who give me a gentle hand,
That will make that very special effort.
Who amongst us do not crave a mother’s touch?
Who amongst us do not wish to live?

Yet we are denied this right...
Countless of us are sentenced to death.
Today I look again for food,
I may not see tomorrow,
Because I am just an “ANIMAL”
I have no rights,
And thus, I am no longer allowed to live.