Be Strong Enough To Be Kind

I am not afraid of these lions and tigers, Those roar in the enclosed worldly affairs, They are making their ancestral voice, Searching for their kingdom, full of noise, And they had lost the great fight of their life, The bones are buried and flesh is auctioned, They are at the mercy of the human, Who keep the inventories in their monetary accounts The meek lionesses dream of their lion kings, The toothless tigresses can lick the paws of their flings, I am not afraid of all these helpless brutes, But I am afraid of their test tube produced cubs, I walk in tip toe fashion, not making any sound, That may disturb their peaceful sleep, In case if I step on the tip of their growing tail.