Race is a myth

 
When castle kings ruled the land they did so with great care.
For they knew of magic’s power existing everywhere.
One such kingdom lay far away in the land of Cat.
Next to Dog a mongrel place this is where it sat.
Between the two battles waged for reasons no one knew.
Robbing peace for everyone as their skirmish grew.
Along one day a wizard came offering a chance for peace.
He never told of his plan on how the wars would cease.
A gift he promised to each its people should they take the deal.
A cursed cast spell was the truth this too late he would reveal.
To the citizens of Cat he promised nine lives they each could live.
And for Dog’s people might and size this he would gladly give.
With out question both sides took what seemed an upper hand.
Thinking how their newfound power could seize the others land.
Show kindness, love and loyalty was all the wizard asked.
Their solemn oath sealed their fate as the magic spell was cast.
When all at once they morphed to beasts changed forever more.
Unable to hold club or sword unable to wage war.
Meowing cries filled Cat land they hissed at what was done.
From Dog kingdom grew barking growls over what they had become.
To all parts of the world they fled seeking shelter and a home.
To take comfort in a strangers touch to feel not so all alone.
Still to this day a few remain to learn the lessen taught.
Act like cats and dogs you too shall see the trouble it has brought.