Before you read this poem, I thought that it would be helpful to let you know the background of this poem.One day while I was eating my dinner with my family outside, I looked out the door, and saw a cat.It's paw was bleeding, no... The cat actually lost a paw, and the joint where the paw was supposed to be was bleeding.
Before I could start feeling sorry for the cat, something more caught my attention.The cat was digging the ground, for food perhaps. It was a tar road. There is no food there.Perhaps a cat like that do not have much intellect to know that there will be no food beneath the tar road.Yet the cat's will to live convicted me. Yes, the cat have less intellect. Yes, it was probably animal insticts.But, the conviction came when I recall the moments when I started giving up in life when I meet obstacles.It reminds me of the time when I indulged in self pity. I throw a whole pity party, as if the world revolves around me.
A lame cat shamed me. It probably won't sound very grand, but this poem, is really written in honour of a cat.A lame cat. A lame cat that is probably more inspiring than 95% of earth's population."You" would refer to the cat.
You say, "There is more to life"
I say, "Then show me what is life"
Show me things you find
Really,I don't want to be left behind
Adventures you tell - I do wonder,
Reflecting on my life - I start to ponder,
If the highest high will be too high,
Or maybe,
Perhaps like you said, "It is nigh, it is nigh"
If life's a bet,
I'm reaching my final chips,
Remembering the lame old cat,
Really,
I wonder if I'm really reduced to bits.
But now that life's a snare
I can't even reach a tie
I don't think I'll ever care
Truly,
I'd rather try, or I'd rather die
Perhaps, the lame old cat is bright
It said, "Real life, is not yet out of sight
O God, I am wrong,
Now please,
Make me right.
Despite not being made by me. I think this post is really meaningful ya? How often have we complained how tough life is. Guess we shouldn't really say that until we become like the lame cat. Figurative speaking...
Reflections...
*Repost*
How often have I looked down on people who are of lower status of me. The status which I look down are when they have lower intelligence more towards people with "Down Syndrome" or people who are so call gifted in an optimist way.
But how many times can we look at them and really say to ourselves, "I going to love them". This is one of the weakest area that I try my best to improve myself in. Having a cousin who has makes an opportunity but is still a hard task to be done. This struggle is overwhelming sometimes as I look at them that we need to love them as Jesus loves us.
I can never imagine myself fathering one of them. The idea really scares me a lot. Yes praying about it and having faith on God can be one of the solution. But, is funny that if we think more about the idea, God might just decide to drop it on me since I have such experience before.
However, they are several things that I notice, they are rather the most easiest going people you can ever meet or speak to. They need not worry about their next meal or their studies and so on. I won't be surprise that they do know that their special but yet continue living their lives even without slightest worry and the fear of shame.
As we often compare to people who of higher standard in terms of wealth, fame, talents and intelligence, we should be thankful that we have a sound mind or perfect body that we can use.
It's one of the least thing that we do when we complain about our life.
Like the poem I read, a lame cat can shame us when we say
"I can't do this anymore"
"I quit... maybe someone might pity me"
Looking at that, when we have a perfect mind and body, complain that we cannot do this and that and we start making noise so that people may start having a pity on us. But truly, is that what we want? People to pity us? Or do you prefer that you don't have the problem that is in front of you? Or perhaps you want to have the ability or power to overcome the problem?
To me, I rather have the ability to overcome my problem rather than complaining out loud to everyone. I have actually nothing about complaining problems as I have done to some people. But I would normally only confine to a single person rather than a lot of people. I never did like to tell the world my problems, it makes me look pitiful and that I need everyone to hear about it.
Do we really need to be pity in the end? Indulging in self-pity like a big scoop of ice cream, do we really want that?
