TIGER
by Modar Neznanich
Tiger, tiger,
I see your eyes
Shining out of the foliage
Of the jungle.
What is it you seek?
Are you looking for prey
When you stare my way,
Or merely trying to understand
The strangeness of the people
Who have invaded your land?
The natives cry of you,
It is the Beast of the Night,
The Eater of Children;
But do you more than
Defend what is yours?
They hunt you
To protect themselves,
Or so they say.
Where will you go,
Where will you stay
If they drive you away?
Tiger, tiger
I fear
Your end
Is near.
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