Tigers Talons

A tiger's eyes are narrowed.
He sees only prey.
Crouching behind peace, talons are readied.


Barriers begin to fall and the crouch becomes ruthless.
Fangs bare signaling the attack.
The prey moves closer, eyes fixed on their target.


People rise to halt the attack, but they are stared into submission.
The tiger strikes and the talons slash.
They bow and die.


War sees nothing.
War ends when there is nothing.
Peace rises again.