Like the sun it shone bright

when I touched it for the first time
Like a lion boasting with pride
I stood on top smiling wide

But then the sun set early
Lion short of pride
I could only stare wistfully
off to the side

The sun never rose again
Who knows why?
My chest grew heavy
Tears in my eyes

Then out of the midst
shone a column of light
right on the TIGER
lurking in the night

No light, No pride,
Who was I?
And I knew I must try
using rage from my eyes

The forest caught ablaze
and I found warmth
there by the fire and the grave
of those who had stolen my pride and faith.