I am a Zebra in the wild
Being kind and innocent
I show respect at the watering hole
And still I am bit in the rear

I try to avoid conflict and encourage peace
Showing compassion to other species
I compliment the lions and tigers
Yet they respond with dominating roars

I try to be helpful and supportive
Defending my herd from predators
I build their dens and gather their food
Only to be trampled by the hooves of my kin

Why do I choose to be a Zebra in this habitat
When I can be a jaguar at the top of the food chain?
I continue to be what I am
Hoping for the wild to become pleasant someday