Panthira tigris,
gone extinct.
The way of the Caspian,
the Javan and the Bali.
Forgotten in history;
to be replaced
...by man's folly.
The majestic, muscular
orange facade.
Peppered with black
and spicy shag.
...And those legendary fangs,
which haunt our dreams.
Disappeared, never to be seen.
Tomorrow's youth will never know,
the beauty of these beasts.
Their spirit and their courage,
their mystique carried;
...in all our hearts.
The great cats, which we revere
will disappear.
Who's to blame? Where's the shame?
The disconnect between man and nature,
went too far. We need to remember who we are
...before we kill ourselves as well.
In memoriam: Tigers (the beginning of time-when man killed them.)
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