Chase was a cat,and chased she was..
Till her bones became piles of ashes..
Still she chased,that golden light,
That shone bright,in the dark night..
To run itself off,to gain some foothold..
To have some shine..
Then started planning how to destroy chase,while shinning..
So chase started to chase them out,
Smartly as much as she could..
Throwing them down,one by one..
As if they were mud piles..
