THE
TIGER NEVER SMILED (7 January 2008, by Carl A. Patton)
I
was blessed to be back
once
again at my writing
place,
along the creek. I
came
and saw peace.
All
through the jungles of the
contemporary
cities he roamed.
Dead
carcasses, jack-asses called
loose
headed change laid upon
the
land gone sour with ill repute.
What
he smiled about was not
what
he saw but what was within.
For
there was no real joy upon
the
land.
Meanwhile
the tiger who
some
thought never smiled, shed
no
tears.
He
looked in pity as the
numbers
mounted as they
tampered
with the Law of love,
peace
and compassion.
There
was no sadness in the
tiger
den for the villain
as
they taunted the
Spirit.
But
there was always Lone
Wolf,
the Grey Wolf, as
he
only saw great things
while
residing in solitude.
As
swift as the tiger
and
as fast as the
Fading
moon did the hell-hounds
gather
and plot treachery as tainted
venom
spilled upon the land.
Meanwhile
the smiling tiger frowned
as
man looked not to the heart.
Then
the tiger,
On
a road to righteousness
smiled,
laughed and had
joy
exceedingly. This joy
came
from the inside.
This
joy knew and breathes
life,
this joy was from
above
and would last in
a
land of Paradise for
an
eternity.
But,
the Tiger came in many
colors.
I speak of one that
came
God sent.
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