Beast, a feline grace…
Beast, such grace, such benevolence…
I hear a whining meow,
a relentless pleading complaint, that
if not addressed will surely persist
until my death,
for my slavery is complete,
broken into reality so brutally,
I can but rattle my chains
as I respectfully smile, in release.
A master beckons,
so who am I to resist my purpose,
my service irrefutable,
and so I conform, task my life with care,
for denial would be punishable,
from a back end pose to a snub of monumental measure,
so if displeasure be, a scratch or two
to bring me round to sense.
I can but be eternally grateful,
for all this is mine to share, this house, this food,
this breath I hold and dare not contradict
the demands of a master,
so quick to judge amid failure,
yet what morsel of joy do I receive,
for my attentions,
so what compensation awaits
an ardent soul of commitment?
Pure, unconditional love.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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