“The Black Cat”
A Poetic Illustration
By Angelia Yancey & Erica Adkins
From whence I set my eyes upon thee
I was in love with thee
Oh how I hate thy drunken ways
Thy cast of demons that beseech my rays
All of my affection purrs towards thy heart
Yet I scurry away, afraid of thee.
See thy wickedness and gauge mine eyes
Still I see thy soul, and evil portrays
I hang lifeless upon this tree
But fate has a repentance for thee
Let me think, just how I shall kill thee
Not just yet, let me see…
A flight of stairs may rattle your brain
An ugly soul gone insane
Fire and brimstones shall burn about thee
What’s the matter the cats meow quiets thee
Remember me, I hung upon the tree
I lay upon your table like a midnight feast now
The tempest has at last haunted thee
Look into my eye you wicked beast
Ahh, I guess it’s the cat’s last meow.