Caged Tiger We are all like caged tigers. Let us roar. Roar for anything. For ourselves. Let us get past our cages, and judging people who stare. Let us roar. We will be heard. We will escape our cages. And become free. Its green eyes pierce, Into your soul, As if it knows, All your secrets, It prowled around, As if it was the king, Its slender shape, Moving and slinking, Unique black stripes, Against a canvas of orange, Strolling proud in its cage, It felt confined in its cage, Wanting to run for hours on end, To be free, not to be caged, It hates the starers, They look with desire in their eyes, Wanting him to roar, Why should he roar? When he has nothing to roar for, Noone can hear him in his cage.
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