14/30 BLACK CAT

In this world of superstition,

a Friday

with the bad luck to be on

the thirteenth of the month

is feared and ill-reputed

as a Black Friday of bad luck.

And should a black cat

saunter across your path,

look out for bad luck.

Stories have been told of rulers

in far off lands in far off times,

baby haters, who decreed

kill to the last one, every infant

with the bad luck to be born

a first born boy child.

And stories have been told of rulers

in far off lands in not so far off times,

inhuman haters, who decreed

kill to the last one, every infant,

every adult,

with the bad luck to be born

a first born, second born,

any born boy or girl

of a certain ethnicity.

And there are still far off lands

with inhumane decrees to

kill to the last one, every infant

with the bad luck to be born

a first born, second born,

any born girl child.

So some brilliant bigot

with an ingenious plan

in a not so far off land

privileged a nation

to reveal his bright suggestion to

kill to the last one, every black cat,

black sheep,

black head chicken,

with the bad luck to be born

a first born, second born,

any born boy or girl

in a hot spot

of the port of sewer city;

to practice urban farming,

convert to man-icured gardens,

make rich man-ure from compost

of poor decomposed corpses

and plant heads

of cabbage

on their heads.

©2013 by G Newton V Chance