The Lion's Tail / Aslan Kuyruğu Poem by Robert Rochte

Catch the lion by the tail
With hopes to soothe and heal
The wound so deep within his paw,
And hurt is what you'll feel

For lions know that men do hunt
Their kin for sport and play,
To maim, or kill, or cruelly jail
Til hope's last dying day

So catch the lion by his tail
With empathy to feel
His hopeless, tragic suffering:
Your fate is what you'll seal

A trophy to the hunters,
The lion knows his lot:
Trust he the man who claims to help
And he will just be shot!

So catch your lion by his tail
With thoughts to ease his pain,
And he will claw and bite and kill
—You'll never know his name


Though Lion is a hunter,
He's hunted even more;
And no one dare he trust or love:
He's teeth, and claw, and roar!