Comparison Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching tigers and how stealthy they are when hunting prey,
then just sitting regally and themselves watching people
from inside their cages.

Quietly, penetratingly, intelligently, knowing things we will
never know, because they are only for the intelligence of a
tiger contemplating our human nature.

Wondering how we can be so good to them in spite of their
wild and predatory ways of living.

Quite a comparison I do believe between us all.