The cat people #poem

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by the great goddess Bastet were transformed –
my ancestors to protect them from all dangers –
since only between us, we must love each other –
if not in its feline form we will be transformed –
to have strength for enemies then kill swiftly –
then our form we will not be able to recover –
if we don’t drink the blood of our slain enemies –
and so if to a normal human we make love, ever –
this gift into a curse it will be then transformed –
so to spare him, others have to be sacrificed –