Behind These Bars

Behind these Bars
I'm behind these bars
I don't know why.
They put me here from far away.
I see others but can't get out.
I'm just going out of my mine.
Being behind these bars.
I get food twice a day. 
And that is my pay
I'm a tiger, that's behind these bars.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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