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Click hereTigers~
Hunger has been stolen from his eyes
so he lays fat and sassy
a yawn replaces his fierce roar
sprawled out
before an open cage door
a majestic and feared beast
simply rests
on a fresh straw nest
I wonder if he ponders his youth
his days in the jungle
back when he sought to kill
now he searches for a freindly hand's feel
I recall the tiger
as I ride a train home
from the battle fields
anxious to have
my hunger stolen from me
as I roar with the pain
of where I have been
Oh, great ending, and I really liked the first stanza. Write on, clever one!
sal
The whole thing was so powerful, but these lines:
'anxious to have
my hunger stolen from me
as I roar with the pain
of where I have been'
knocked me on my ass.
ty,bd