Tiger boys

They exist because they have to
The immortal ones are here
Stealthily they cross this land
Of India and its clear
Hundreds of pounds of muscle
Canines sharp and white
Amazing stripes each different
Bringers of the light

We see a beautiful female
She Lives inside the fort
A paradise is out there
In this bubble she is caught
She flaunts it, she’s exciting
A loner full of fight
In these idyllic settings
She carries that great light

Its a pretty frantic period
For the tigress she will mate
Have cubs and bring them up
and what will be their fate
They have a great deal they must learn
And she must feed them till
They have their knowledge in their grasp
And With one look they can chill

The iconic true blown Tiger
Can run at quite a pace
Can catch the spotted deer
And drag the carcass in a race
To get it to her babies
Its no mean feat to try
And drag a body several miles
Such power she does apply

A mother is a special soul
Caring beyond belief
Strong and wise and her future relies
On not coming to grief
Razor sharp barbs on her tongue
Can strip the skin and show
Just what a Tigers capable of
And how fast they grow

Their stripes are an artists camouflage
And endowment virtually
And true love for their offspring
Such an intensity
Of feeling for their cubs of course
Their vision and their soul
Their tenderness their aggressiveness
Their agility all there
Inordinately graceful
As emphatically they share

Their authority their kills
Their honour we can feel
Listen to their growling grasping
Grating at each meal
The wild ones are so wild in fact
An inseparability the cubs
Have such cohesion despite their liberty
Their eyes a flash of burning gold
And faces of regal worth
India this great country
Offers up its earth

The heat the rains the vastness
The monsoon throws so much
Water from the sky upon the park
Its as if to touch ones face
When standing in this onslaught
Nothing could exist
But the Tigers are out in all weathers
And seemingly resist

The flash floods and the driving rain
The massively dancing trees
That sweep across the raging skies
Their timelessness, the ease
To withstand the angry thundery hail
That tears into the earth
And bounces off the water
Like something giving birth

How wild souls take this hammering
And bounce back I don’t know
Their perilous journey through their lives
As the family grow
Their endurance is fantastic
So durable and strong
They do not need the poachers
To add to this violent throng

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