I want your jagged black and fire stripes, mine are painted on
I need your rich dense bones, you will heal my afflictions
I desire your feline strength, my soul is weak
I covet your golden eyes, mine are merely human
I praise your elegant mystique, I have no patience
I mimic your sulky jungle stride, urban agility is necessary
I admire your powerful body, alone in mine I am nothing
I will kill you and take what I must have
When there are no more of you
I will move on to the next…
The tiger’s entire body is in demand for folk remedies, traditional medicines, parts/trophies, status symbols, rugs… The tiger has been targeted especially hard by poachers. Tiger populations have been drastically reduced worldwide.
Please dream of all species surviving…as is their right
Tiger in Prisma done a few years back.