Zywa The blue light

For half an hour already
Mimi is purring in my lap

on the toilet
where I am stroking her
because of the lightning

No fear for her
I am a good person
I know that myself

my side is the right side
of the line under the door
the blue light

of the bolts
and the rumbling thunder
the sword of Michael

that separates evil
from good in a time
we all know

as our own time

Poem 2212
Amsterdam, 2019-04-20

Collection: Changing Times 
Keyword: Fear: insecurity 
Keyword: Animals: cat 
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