The Cat who escaped

I wish I had a gun,

every time when someone would honk on my ear

I wish I had a gun

No, I am not a killer,

but then who is, who is to say

I just wanted a little calm

stop my hands and legs from shivering

the calm that yoga and all those books promise

the calm that mountains preach

but all I got

was tones of keypads

rumblings of traffics

people hurling and abusing each other

slitting their throats in broad daylight

where a dog is screaming for help, while someone

held is neck inside a boiling cup of green fucking tea

while the host, the god offers you sweet

apple jam mixed with cream

and cats running around, looking to escape

cause they are tired of being instagram whores

with statues who have names of lovers

build on the backs of bulls who ate horse shit

and all i wanted was calm

among the endless doom scroll

and eyeballs sucked into phones that claim to change lives

phones more expensive than what an average human life costs

where houses are flown away by floods and

the next thing is we are on moon

somehow the cat made it to the ship

finally to escape

to find peace to eat a mouse and not packaged food

and the astronaut caught her, rubbed her back

she thought this was finally the escape

she fought with all her might,

broke the oxygen pipe and ran for her life

looking for a mouse on the place that can be our next home

once called satellite

as the astronaut breath his last, he took out his phone to call

someone he loves, rather he just uploaded a photo of the cat

and the notifications chime

ping ping

ping ping

ping fucking ping

ping

ping

ping

ping

ping

ping

ping

ping

ping

ping

while he was almost out of breath,

thinking he lived a no mans life

no one to remember

no songs to sing no tales to tell

someone shared his story and he bid farewell with a smile

while the cat flew like a comet in the sky.