From Tigers Worldwide...

By Ayush Muley

These are not just strips, but they are my scars;

Which I faced when fire was raining from the stars.

The monsters are evading my land and their eyes are thick red;

Their hands are able to fire and the food they eat is bread.

I don’t know what they saw in me, but are craving for my blood and skin;

Killing for enjoyment , for them is just a little sin.

Now for my survival I can see no left ways;

But they don’t realize that after me, they will certainly face the end of days….

>From TIGERS worldwide

By Ayush Muley