Last Cat

Here's a question...maybe the cats were mean so she chased them away. Were the raccoons nicer?

"Last cat" is like the "last straw" that broke the camel's back: my intention - anyway.

It is an allegory, like when we try to alter the balance of nature for greater "peace" rather than accepting the natural order, like those who take antibiotics until a superbug takes hold.

Would you rather have a raccoon or an alley cat in your house? I'd choose kitty. 😉

I dont give in to thieving cats.
Especially when they dont right their wrong.
And I've never met a raccoons

Hahaha!

i had a feeling you would find that funny

Seems like your trying new styles out ? More cryptic work, interesting write

I don't know what kind of style I have. What comes out is an idea fueled by experiences and conversations of the moment. I've written rhymes, haikus, non rhyming poems, poems with longish verses, no verses, short verses. Poems with shape and without... I don't know what I prefer yet. So new to poetry as a writer.

I will admit, I was unaware of the deeper meaning within the metaphors you used, and was left thinking only of the banishing of one animal leading to being replaced by another, a natural occurrence within nature. After reading your replies to comments, it was clear from where your thoughts were coming.  
Yes, tinkering with nature to appease our own desires can, and often does, lead to unintended consequences greater than the original problem.  
Insecticides are also a prime example of this.  
 
I applaud the observation and wisdom woven into your piece.  
 
Well done, EW

Thank you so much for your thoughtful feedback! I have a wandering mind so I could have started in a very different place before this exact poem idea came to me but experience and opinion drift in with layers of intention.