I saw a cat sitting in the dead center of a two way street,
And I wondered what tragedy it would meet...
For no one seemed to care that it was sitting right there,
As they drove pass without a stare...
It didn't flinch a bit as the vehicles passed by, but in my heart I wondered why...
Why is it there? I pondered... Is life so bad that death is the only solution it was rendered?
But then I remembered when I was like that cat, sitting in the dead center of the busy street of life.
Crying out for help but everyone passed me by... On days when I wanted to die...
People have become so selfish and inhumane, only the carcass of the cat now remains...
Why didn't they save it? Why didn't they reach out to others like me?
Sitting in the dead center of the busy street of life, waiting for someone to come and rescue me.