Playing God
Want to know how
God may feel at times
about us mortals?
Then every dawn
in any weather
place a tin
of Fancy Feast
on the deck
for the feral cat
behind the oak
who won’t come out
till you go back inside.
Then take a peek
and watch old Tom
come up the steps
and eat his fill
before rumbling off
to find a harlot or a saint
to accept his genes
before he comes back
to feed again at dawn.
You may be a deity to Tom
but you will never get
one meow of worship.