A Domestic Tiger

Kay Hassan 

O, my dear friend,

Have  we met ,
 somewhere or,

 Seen each other , 

Several million year past

Around the banks of the old, holy  rivers
Or, in our warm caves
 In darkness
in fear watching
 watching each other
 with our phosphorous eyes ,
  Devilled then  by our

claws, and desires,

In seeking the taste
of the divine ingredient
 in each other's diamond  structure ,  

Thus  painfully our departed souls
 were  never blessed on the terrains  ,

Despite my - monumentally prophetic gift

Through  the long journey of brotherhood.

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