Text: Amari. Poweri. Tiger.

When my eyes
fell upon that old picture,
I realized that you where,
still a little kitten.
You where so funny,
it was the nineties,
and we didn?t even
meet each other.
Then the fire died out,
and my anger dried up,
I ran away so far,
so deep into the jungle.
I don?t know any hunter
who?s afraid of a tiger,
afraid of a picture,
the picture of a tiger.
I thought that I was an explorer
but I?m just a boyscout that runs for cover.