This unconventional cat
still alive with some gray
another life spent to survive
nine long past and still I strive

inspired by those who came before
then relying on wits of the self
don’t leave my side lest I forget
even we seek company

allies by our differences
when compared to the masses gathered
wishing we would disappear
not gather to state we’re here

we’re all alone on this alley fence
yelling as one to the to **** the night
the others don’t understand
unless they’re a feline as well

we creators speaking to the void
only to have echoes returning back
familiar voices are then enough
to know that grace is our path

now I embrace fur and all
more cat than I could hope to be
still I strive to walk my path
speak the meows for all to hear.

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