The
toothless tiger
Prowling
in the cage
Once
he thought he was brave
Roaring
loudly in the open
Now
it is a different game
Living
in the city nothing to roar about
He
has become enslaved by his baggage
The
skeletons dragging out
The
hiding can't help
The
truth mixes well
Once
he was free
Until
he played the game
The
panthers roaming
In
the city enjoying the benefits
The
colour of blue waving through
There
is no wrong...
The
toothless tiger
Crushing
the steel bars
The
face of delusion
The
freedom gone
He
can't make his roar
He
has no balls to row
What
he has the power base
Until
the cage is open
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