This battle that has us neck to neck
Claw to claw, and spear in hand
Is one of the cheetah and the leopard
Fighting the biggest cat fight ever seen
Based on looks for each one sees itself
As the most beautiful.
The tiger comes in as a judge
And asks how they want to end the fight
He asks who should win for he looks
And thinks better than the two
For his stripes are longer
Making his coat more beautiful.
The lion fights on the side of
The albino for he claims he is
The one who has no melanin
So his is the one who knows
Everything about the things
That changed the all the cats
On the table of evolution.
When the battle goes over
To the moon and extra terrestrial
Hear about the cats they laugh
And say how can animals with
Such small ears and small heads
Fight when they have not even
Evolved to be hairless on their bodies
Like the dinosaurs of old who walked
The world with the wisdom of survival.
Fighting battles that do not die
And have a soul of their own
That keeps them growling at
Each other endlessly looking
For another cat fight surprises
All for they wait in vain for
A ceasefire that will never come.
The lion refuses to join the cat fight
And walks away from endless
bickering called war.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem