Rathambhore in India a Tiger sanctuary
\nAn emptiness of humans
\nNirvana it could be
\nAn old fort standing motionless
\nA fabulous retreat
\nWe are watching tigers vanish
\nWe are watching the elite
\nLive and die in India
\nThe solace of it all
\nAnd this is a great story
\nOf a cat that came to call<\/p>\n
Two cubs were born
\nOne confident the other clearly shy
\nBroken tail and slant ear
\nBroken tail a guy
\nSo arrogant and confident
\nAnd playful so alive
\nSo handsome and so with it
\nClearly he would survive<\/p>\n
In essence he was a special cat
\nHis potentitality
\nHe was quite an extravert
\nAnd his objectivity
\nTranscending other animals
\nHe was stoic he was strong
\nWith inherited characteristics
\nWhere nothing could go wrong<\/p>\n
He grew into a bold soul
\nAs powerful as could be
\nThen one day he just wandered off
\nFor he was really free
\nHe left the family group
\nAnd he was gone before the night
\nHe was off to find his fortune
\nIn the cool moonlight<\/p>\n
He knew his authenticity
\nIn his heart he had a wish
\nHe needed a special lady
\nSomeone to relish
\nHe rolled along such arrogance
\nWas his all of the time
\nhe never looked back at Rathanbhore
\nHe began in fact to climb
\nUp into the weary hills
\nThe monotony of miles
\nFor him it was a privilege
\nIt twisted all his dials<\/p>\n
At the apex of evolution
\nA superiority
\nA quality par excellence
\nReal supremacy
\nHe bonded excellently
\nA tenaciousness for living
\nA monlithic soul
\nA fullness to capacity
\nWithin his noble role<\/p>\n
To have the peace of Rathambhore
\nAnd set out on the trail
\nWas a monumental headache
\nOne that could easily fail
\nTo Ramgarh to the sanctuary
\nAnd onwards to Darra
\nWhere he met up with
\nA express train
\nAnd was killed he had walked far<\/p>\n
Through areas of poaching
\nAnd people and we know
\nWhereever there are people
\nThen tigers dare not go
\nCattle and farm animals
\nClusters driven they
\nAre killing zones for Tigers
\nWho are so made to pay<\/p>\n
But broken tail was clearly
\nUp to all that stuff
\nCamping in the night time in caves
\nHowever rough
\nAlong rocky escarpments
\nLooking for a mate
\nHe wanted to pass his genes on
\nTo open his own gate<\/p>\n
Into the next world rapidly
\nBut it was not to be
\nHe never found his tigress
\nAnd died probably
\nLove sick and so lonely
\nBut looking every day
\nFighting off the hunger and the thirst
\nAlong the way<\/p>\n
Over longish gorges
\nAcross the waters he
\nEntered into empty places
\nThe opportunity
\nNever ever manifested
\nBroken tail was sure
\nThat one day he would find his love
\nOr be lonely evermore<\/p>\n
He had grown up with the sound of trains
\nThat ran around Rathambhore
\nBut had never known how frightening
\nThey were so ever sure
\nOf himself nothing phased him
\nTill that train came by at speed
\nAnd he was knocked down there and killed
\nBroken yes indeed<\/p>\n
But he was his true weight
\nNot emaciated he
\nHad walked through really new terrain
\nAnd had hunted honestly
\nDarra was his resting place
\nThey carried him to town
\nShowed him the respect that he had earned
\nBefore they put him down<\/p>\n
We retraced our steps
\nOn horseback and followed his path away
\nThrough rathambhore and Ramgarh
\nAnd to Darra he made sway
\nDespite so many humans
\nAnd poaching company
\nHe took his chance he had his dance
\nAnd remained forever free<\/p>\n
What he did was exceptional
\nBeyond the range of souls
\nHe took on all and sundry
\nParaded with their controls
\nHe was on the edge of significance
\nAnd ledges in the caves
\nLeaping climbing swimming
\nOne of the Nature’s knaves<\/p>\n
A toughness and tenacity
\nThat took him down the trail
\nUp into these rugged hills
\nWhere smoke and eagles sail
\nWhere the mercy of each moment
\nMeets the flurry of each day
\nAnd where moral sensibility
\nCan pass the time away<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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