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Sunday, January 9, 2011
Before you kill a Tiger, watch how it walks.
Watch it move, watch its eyes.
Watch how it flicks its tail,
Watch it yawn, watch it sleep.
Before you pull the trigger
Watch how the Tiger plays with cubs.
Through the sight of your gun
Watch, lying on its back, how a Tiger dreams.
A Tiger is just a big cat; like the tabby
You give milk to, every day.
Like the cat that curls, that purrs
As it rubs against your legs.
A Tiger is just a big cat
That happened to be born in the wild.
Why do you hate, fear it so
Is it because he is free?
Is it because, unlike you
The Tiger will fight,
Unlike you, coward, hiding
With your pointed gun,
Will never be afraid of you?
Shoot him, I know you will, man
Tear his skin, his teeth, his nails
And his poor flaccid penis,
For those florid, fat Chinese
For their puny, limp cocks
So that they can hump and crow
Lying on top of whores.
But before you kill a Tiger -
Look straight, deep, into its eyes -
If you still want to pull the trigger
Then turn the gun and stick
The barrel into your mouth.
Your carcass, putrid, is worth
A thousand wriggling maggots.
******** Balachandran V. Trivandrum, 09-01-2011
Friends, I would like you to watch this youtube video:
I would also request you to spare a little time and read this too, Please!
Posted by Balachandran V at Sunday, January 09, 2011