Will dragon
roast the tiger?
Or will
tiger bite his tail?
Will robot
finally gear up?
Or continue
as fail?
The dragon’s
fast approaching,
Eating up
our land,
The robot
lies defunct,
Not caring
for our sands.
They said it’s
just acne,
And we shouldn’t
be bothered,
The dragon
pushes forward,
And tiger
backs down clobbered.
The dragon
stares us down,
The robot
speaks in hushes,
Afraid to
raise his voice,
Cause dragon
brutally crushes.
The robot
squeaks and whimpers,
As dragon
roars out loud,
The tiger
meekly surrenders,
Stitches up
his own shroud.
And no,
tiger ain’t coward,
Coward are
those who hold,
The leash of
tiger firmly,
Trembling; don’t
let it go.
Just once if
for a moment,
Their grip
would slightly loosen,
Tiger will
show the dragon,
Wrong enemy
he has chosen.
Tiger will
shred to pieces,
Dragon will
run and cry,
But coward
is the robot,
Valor he doesn’t
try.
The dragon
laughs out fire,
The tiger
rues his fate,
Will robot
ever speak up?
Or maybe it
is too late?