The White Tiger - Poem by Marieta Maglas
In the wildness, the white tiger is so rarely found.
Having a white colored fur with black deep stripes,
It is a solitary genre wanting no one around.
With its retractable claws, this tiger the prey gripes.
Born from the Bengal tiger, it has round blue eyes.
Because this feline has genes for white coloring,
It may be completely white, but it isn't different in size.
At night, it hunts only pigs, cattle, and deer for eating.
These double recessive allele in their genetic code
Cause a turning up once in every thousand births.
This cute tiger becomes white in a natural mode.
A potential for excellence is found in its strengths.
In small areas with concentrated prey, it survives.
In the wildness, it lives about ten or fifteen years
It learns to be a swimmer when near the water it lives
And runs to catch any prey that in its sight appears.
When Shri Martand Singh hunted in the jungle,
He saw a tigress with cubs and one of them was white.
He used drum beats, trumpet blasts, and fires to juggle.
He waited, but no tigress appeared in his sight.
At night, the tiger vision is six times better than ours.
Its scratches on trees serve as territorial markers.
The stripes help this big cat to stay hidden many hours
And, sometimes, it fights a new territory to conquer.
These stripes are always like the human fingerprints;
Every tiger has a different pattern of stripes on the fur.
In the prey, the little cubs learn their teeth to imprint,
The blind newborns weigh three pounds and purr.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
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