Tiger
I know if this country of ours is tiger
sometimes would go hunting
and sometimes may be hunted upon
now, how do we know whether tis prey or predator?,
which cry is prey and which one is predator?,
do we call such notion revolution or sigh or development
or growth.
Which at the moment is like clattering?, metering?,
nary-freding or waking?, eh?.
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