Born to rule.

Born to rule.

A Poem by Poeticpiers
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sonnet in tetrameter

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Born to rule.

 

Cats accord men but small respect.

Consider them inferior.

They see no reason to accept

Mankind as their superior.

 

The feline race refuse to face.

They have been overtaken by

 the progress of the human race.

Which they adamantly deny.

 

Although it is self evident

The human race has drawn ahead.

The feline race is confident

By divine right they should be fed

 

and worshipped by the human race.

Each meal becomes an act of grace.

 

Saturday, 02 July 2011

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© 2011 Poeticpiers


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Poeticpiers
Poeticpiers

Near Durham city UK, United Kingdom



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72years, young married. Ex police officer Ex social worker. interests Reading and writing poetry Painting and drawing in coloured pencil avid reader,sci fi fantasy crime. comparitive religion and esp... more..