I was born with a normal human skin,

Unaware of the mettle inside.

I jumped and hopped through the woods in my country,

Unknown where does my future reside.

When books replaced my colourful marbles,

It was little disheartening,

“Can’t I just keep playing with my toys”, was a thought always recurring.

And lo behold ! One day who knew I will get that call,

Which every youth in this nation pleads,

To be the most unique of all.

The Olive green with beautiful stars

Was more than a costly dress donned,

It was my second skin,

And the Army my second home.

But still I felt my fate doesn’t end here,

There is so much to conquer,

so many unseen fears.

The craze to be unique still had not died,

The black combats is what now I started to eye.

Sleepless nights with endless training,

The bruises had grown so deep ,

That it had stopped paining.

Weapons of insurmountable power,

Were now my new toys,

This land my bed, and my workplace in the Sky.

So beware oh Enemy!!

I am no easy animal you could hunt,

I am a predator who will tear you down,

Till from my land you’re nicely shunt!

Until then I watch you like an eagle,

With a thirsty weapon and a mettle hat,

I m the deadliest protector of this pious land,

I am the Black Cat!!!