Voiceless I Cry

Voiceless I Cry

When I was young far did I roam
until I came to my beautiful home.

A home where my humans hugged me,
fed me, petted me, loved me.

How happy I was in my good home.
I completely lost the desire to roam.

At night I slept by my human's feet,
by day I sat safe on the porch by the street.

But then one day all of that changed,
when a strange young man to my house came.

He lured me away with words so kind,
then he gouged out my eyes and left me blind.

He laughed out loud as he hit me,
beat me, strangled me, killed me.

He left my mangled body by a tree,
and went to boast for all the world to see.

My good human found me there the next day.
Heartbroken, she dug my little grave.

And the young man? He said "Judge, I just wanted to play."
He was out of jail the very next day.

Now I sit on the Rainbow Bridge and cry,
I see my sad human who asks the world, "Why?"

"Why did my little one have to die?
She brought such happiness, please tell me why."

by BabyCat Milliken, in support of Purple Pets Day, working against animal abuse. The poem is based on an actual event which occurred in Texas.