A black cat sat on the wall
He was black as coal.
pure black and shining on whole
with whiskers long and strong
and looks sharp and on wrong
was perched on it for long.
Looking at it for a while
was impressed by its style
sitting pretty with a bushy tail
seemed to think in a trail
the events that had sailed.
He sat there firm and decided
No thought of taking sides.
Looked unfazed like a statue
apparently thinking of avenues
to get going in an aptitude
releasing itself from servitude.
The cat at the most opportune moment
jumped from the wall on to the pavement.
Started to run in speed without turning
towards the woods in a winding
On reaching moved into the dense
away from the wall and the master thence.