Our home

home is where the heart is

and my heart was always here

its where my folks shared  everything

for me it seemed so clear

this was our home together

a warm basket by the stairs

pi water in the kitchen

and they tended to my affairs

I didn’t want for anything

my food was always there

always fresh and tasty

I never had a care

and, no interference

self determination

they were so bohemian

this was their creation

our home was really comfy

and happy so I thought

he was a gentle artist

and both kids did their sport

then one day it happened

a loud knock on the door

some men with great big lorries

they were gruff

I was not sure

i high tailed out of there at speed

not knowing what to think

the men came in and started loading

stuff,  even the pink

bedding that mum gave me was thrown inside

their truck

they kicked my basket down the hall

and squeezed my rubber duck

they were moving everything

what was it all about

the family wasn’t anywhere

and the boss man could he shout

they cleared the house in a morning

and boarded up the door

they boarded up the windows

and drove off

and I wasnt sure

why all this had happened

where was my family they

must now all come back for me

if they have gone away

no food was left no water

nothing left for me

hours passed days passed

days and nights

where was my family

how could I survive this

why had they just forgot

I was part of their family too

and I loved them a lot

I caught some mice and ate a while

but realized that that if I

was now alone in this big world

I’d really have to try

and get by on less food and drink

and take it when I could

and live more in the parkland over yonder

which was good

over there more action

and reaction but then I

came back every night to sleep on the front step

and to cry

I cry a lot inside myself

most humans do not know

they go about their own routine

and us cats are down below

they cannot see us sadly

not unless they stoop

or crawl about the floor some do

or unless they spill the soup

so I ‘ve laid here for some weeks now

and nobody came by

then one day a van stopped outside

and a women and a guy

took me to the centre

where they look after me

but I still wonder what became

of my own family

they just upped and left me

that was a bitter blow

when you want so much to be loved

and finally you know

that nobody did love you

that nobody did care

the fact that you gave your heart to them

made no odds,   so there!

at least you’ve landed on your feet

at least someones around

with the realization that you were born

and in pity you were drowned

nobody will love you

nobody is there

you were just unfortunate

chin up and be aware

I am aware

I am aware

really I am but I

look at other families

some that live close by

and I envy their existence

I just couldn’t see

I gave my heart to all of them

and they flung it back at me

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