I saw a cat lying on the street her hindlegs crushed to a pulp already given up on any hope to live Road accident had met her aiming for a roadkill soon after I tried to make sense of the mess Took her upon my arms Not much resistance, not much life Rushed off to rescue her, and I did, somehow, with a help of an expert vet She is back now, sans the mangled legs I then took her home and gave it Took care Gave love, then some more and saved her My epitaph shall read: "Or did I?"