Marrakats (by Jake Waller)
Bodies lithe and twisting
‘twixt stalls and legs and wheels
With siblings all competing
to scavenge their next meals
See curious eyes in alleys
or tails swishing out of sight
The plaintive calls that carry
through the city streets at night
The scraps from shops in summer
offer enough to go around
But when tourist season’s over
there is far less to be found
Whether roaming rotten refuse
or bathed in sun’s warm glow
there remains that noble elegance
amongst the strays of Morocco
Another beautiful poem by Jake Waller. Marakats seems to talk about the stray cats in Morocco who are desperately trying to find a meal to eat. When tourists leave places like Morocco many of the stray animals seem to begin to struggle as they rely heavily on the generosity of others. This is a sad fact, and one which together we can help to change.