Trapped
A man fell in the tiger’s cage
And he was truly trapped.
A gathered crowd, with cell phones out,
Was waiting, still and rapt.
The zoo attendants made quite sure
That onlookers stayed back
While doing very little
To prevent the cat’s attack.
For ten long minutes, that poor man
Observed the tiger’s glare.
He seemed to pray, but had to know
He’d not escape from there.
With one quick spring, the tiger lunged
And all that’s left to say
Is how ironic it can be
When prayer turns to prey.
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