The black charred door

The kitty is crying 
By the door she frets
For her lover is gone
To the war she dreads
She waits and waits, 
Day in, day out  
Screeching in pain 
No end in sight, 
Oh drats!

The sky is waiting 
To be blue again
For the fire 
In the clouds
And the tumbling rain, 
O Lord I wish she would be clear once more 
So the children can escape from 
The black charred door 

Kitty, 
I will your tongue remove 
For your suffering is tiresome 
And your paws unclooved 
Your master returns not, 
Not from the war
And your children 
Shall not escape, never, 
From the black charred door 

And thy shall perish Kitty 
Perish,  Perish 
Thy shalt not escape 
From the black charred door