Dark forests...Northern...Sourthern Mountains, <br />Fierce tigers circle around the villages in broad daylight. <br />...To The red dawn of twilight <br />The skies shine bright <br />Protecting what is theirs <br />In the magic of the night <br />The tigers roam everywhere taking lives for food. <br />The Majesty of the tigers power, <br />The prey dare not make a sound. <br />The new kin tiger sprout every year <br />In the valleys low. <br />Male and female tigers come up and down the mountains in large groups. <br />There is a village near the tigers’ dens in the valley, <br />Where tigers often come and eat the villagers’ brown calves. <br />Rich young men dare not shoot the arrows at the tigers. <br />The Majesty of the Tiger lives forever <br />The Majesty of the Tiger <br />They only pretend to check for the tigers’ tracks in the forests.<br /><br />Peter LeBuhn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-forests/
