“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.