Such is his life, such is his way,
He Runs after life, pounce upon prey,
For living A Tiger, go for a Kill,
No matter he kind, what pity he feel?
They say that a killing, not virtue but sin,
In orbit of heaven, a sinner not seen.
If Tiger aspires for heavens not hells,
Looking for solace, desires and yells.
This question then I am putting to you,
How can a Tiger may earn his virtue?