29/03/2025
๐ง๐ถ๐ด๐ฒ๐ฟ'๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐น๐ธ
Beneath the sun in Subic's heat,
Tiger roamed on weary feet.
A stray, alone, yet full of life,
Till fate met him with a butcher's knife.
His eyes once bright, now filled with pain,
Innocence marred by human disdain.
A creature born with no ill will,
Yet cruelty sought his heart to still.
The streets he knew, his fleeting home,
Became a place he'd no longer roam.
Bloodied fur and silent cries,
Under the sky where freedom lies.
Did he deserve the heavy hand,
A life cut short by cruel command?
No justice found, no voice to speak,
For the voiceless ones, the strong and weak.
Now Tiger sleeps, his soul at rest,
In a world where kindness is a test.
May his spirit run in the fields above,
Where all are met with endless love.
๐ธ: Animal Kingdom Foundation
