The End of the World

Two cats saw the end of the world. Both felt its pain— They hid in alleys, Keeping the shadows at bay, But the visions that haunted them, Still remained. Both found homes, Comforting and fulfilling— Yet both dealt with the end of the world— So differently. One saw it as a reminder of death. All would shrivel, Nothing would remain, Everything would be replaced by pain. The other, Saw it as a reminder of life. All the hunger and strife, All the beauty and light, Swirl together until neither one is right. Two cats saw the end of the world— One passed it by, The other felt as if she had already died.