PROLOGUE –
PROLOGUETHE TIGERS LAMENT
If you had only learnt to warn us of what lay ahead
Of snares laid that spring as we on it unwarily tread,
Heeded us off, thus spared of this horror and dread,
For in its grip relentless, our limbs are torn and shred,
In vain we tug and strain; in our impotent anger and pain,
Roar like never before, such the jungle will never hear again
With all our might we fight, sinews of steel, tooth and nail,
In vain flail, and in the end, must fall as our strength fail!
If we had only learned to warn us of intruders foul,
With intent cruel, weapons deadly on the prowl,
In signs and language of our own: with warning growls,
Whistles, barks, howls, screeches, and hoots of owls,
His shadow that forever darkens our land, a threat to all-
Is not our dang
