Kittfado, a cat with eyes of green, Dashes down streets, a busy scene. Dressed in a suit, blue jeans so neat, With a green umbrella shielding from sleet.
Athletic shoes on nimble feet, She carries maroon bags, rain does beat. A quick coffee now warming her soul, Her goal to reach work, her daily role.
Rain pours down, relentless and cold, Yet Kittfado’s spirit is bold. Her eyes reflect a mix of haste, In a world where time does race.
Swiftly she moves, with purpose clear, Through puddles deep, she shows no fear. But on her way, a sight so stark, A scene that leaves a lasting mark.
Homeless souls on every side, In a land of wealth, where dreams collide. Kittfado pauses, heart now heavy, In this place, the rich seem plenty.
Men and women, old and young, Faces hidden, songs unsung. Beneath the rain, they sit and shiver, A harsh reality makes her quiver.
Her green eyes, once filled with drive, Now see the struggle to survive. In democracy’s land, where wealth is grand, Why do these souls live on the sand?
Kittfado’s pace, once brisk and bright, Slows down in the harsh daylight. The contrast sharp, the gap so wide, Between the haves and those denied.
She clutches her bags, her suit now wet, A symbol of the world’s cruel set. For in her comfort, lies their plight, A stark division, dark as night.
She thinks of home, warm and dry, While they beneath the open sky. Her urgency to work seems small, In the face of their endless fall.
Kittfado’s heart, now full of pain, For those who suffer in the rain. A silent plea within her chest, For a world where all are blessed.
Her green umbrella shields the storm, But can’t protect from societal norm. A world of wealth, yet so unfair, Leaves many lost in deep despair.
She moves again, but slower now, A newfound empathy does endow. Her path to work, now intertwined, With thoughts of those left far behind.
In democracy’s shadow, wealth’s grand show, Lies the plight of those who have no glow. Kittfado’s journey, forever changed, By the homeless souls, life estranged.
As she reaches work, her mind still fraught, With the images of those who are forgot. In the land of plenty, where dreams should soar, Why must so many struggle at its core?
Kittfado, a cat with eyes of green, Carries now the sorrow she has seen. In her heart, a silent vow, To help those in need, somehow.
Kittfado, a cat with eyes of green, Dashes down streets, a busy scene.
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"Kittfany," a cute green adorable kitten, is running down the street on a rainy day like a human. Carrying a red bag and wearing a yellow jacket and green pants, a pink scarf, and espadrilles, she holds an umbrella as she runs fast to school to avoid the water. Looking absolutely adorable, Kittfany braves the rain in a hurry.
