Once,innocent striped stray
Crawlingagainst stained steel bars
Tumbling and tossing in gentle appeal
All seeming so surreal.
Soon,her limbs became firm
To strode across the cage
Pretending to lay in wait for prey
Yet scaring the petri dish far away.
This was the mundane
Meat and murky water, she sustained
Sharpening her claws against the rails
Left idle, she couldn’t derail.
White and orange stripes during the day
Then the evening cloak of white and black
A longing to be a tigress, brave
But locked up in a cage, her cave.
By: Rhema Ann Navin, Delhi Private School, Sharjah
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Excellent
A very thought provoking topic