Royalty

There was a rumour,
Vengeance is roaming the forests;
Then they saw him,
In full glory, distanced from stress;
They laid down a trap
And sadly, entrapped themselves;
So the Cat still sits
Atop your domesticated foodchain;
And you are worried,
Outwitted by his grace, indulgence.

He is a Bengal Tiger,
His royal footsteps leave history behind;
A History that laughs
At the self proclaimed smart humankind;
He hasn't yet killed,
For his urine is enough to rule your mind;
Just let him breathe;
Not you, his habitat is only for him to find
O my fellow Sapiens,
It's so satisfying to see the fright in your eyes.

Dedicated to the crazy motherfucking Royal Bengal Tiger roaming around in Lalgarh for over a month!