womenwhothinkandspeak: The lazy music is still

NAPOWRIMO 2021 prompt 4

The Lazy Music Is Still

In the still of midnight

They sounded like notes from hell

The ghastly shrieks tearing the silence

Of the city fast asleep

They were cries of deep pain

Maybe hunger but sounded like threats

Of a lion roaring to tear apart its prey

Amidst the sound of spattering raindrops

These cries ripped my soul

I’d heard her often before the stray brown cat

And poured her some milk

I did the same today, milk and some bread

For the sound of those ghastly shrieks I dread

Yet the screaming continued

Now it sounded like two cats fighting

Now like a cat in terrible pain

I finished with cursing and also praying

O Guruji relieve her please

Then painfully tossed in bed

Despite the unearthly strains

Till by dawn they’d become moans

Yes now she feebly moaned

Moaned to the passing night

Moaned into the quiet dawn

Till her voice was a silent wail

Reduced to a trembling whimper

Then the whisper of a lazy purr

As the quiet sky became a shy red

And sleep finally began to overcome me

The beast was finally silent

The lazy music was still

A litter of four kittens opened their eyes to the world

Yes birth is a time to play the lazy music

Welcome to new life ne beginning

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