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Poetry by Charles Moffat
Even now as I ascend the stairs The cool darkness set before me I see the eyes Two eyes before my eyes I see them They glare at me With predatory hate I keep ascending Knowing the eyes can't hurt me Now I see them When I close my eyes Two eyes Cat eyes My eyes Upon a painting A circle A radial My mind seized upon an image A cat, great in majesty Battling a snake One known for stealth and strike The tiger and the cobra The snake's tail round Around the painting It's red scales blistering The tiger was blue And black Blue with black stripes It snarled with wide fangs And so did the cobra I refer to it as 'the Cougar' I like cougers better Yet the stripes were necessary God needs it to hide behind Just like the snake needs scales For protection Both creatures of stealth Both wild and vicious Oh, eternal struggle? Will thou ever cease? And why dost thou make me fear God?