Tiger

There's nothing graceful as a tiger

Coats stripes drape like carpet fire

Striding kingly with no fear

where no man treads so near

Keep away is good fare

Where tigers pound if you dare 

Priding strongly parading glare

Charming beauty anywhere

Confidence drips a head and foot

Quite simply a work of art

This gracious creature apart 

By jealous human hearts 

Oneself for a start 

Different worlds is a part

Number differ a lot this art

Few tigers there are

Hoping numbers never end

Not quite sure of never end

A worry is the end

Extinction would be the end

This worrying end not to exist

Warnings alerting hoping surviving

Concerning tigers has a baring

Dwindling numbers hurting 

Will we ever learn by killing

Game rifles tigers have no answer

Humans killing is their answer

Prize coats adorn gladly 

Above fireplaces horribly 

Can this be the only glory

We human never learn surely

Hunting there is no glory

Tigers extinct not worth it, sorry

Cry, hurting inside I cannot deny

Wishing an answer please try harder

The innocent lives of a Tiger