THE TIGER (after William Blake)
Tiger Tiger burning bright
a dozen women in your sight
what immoral hand you play
that haunts you in the light of day
In what distant island shore
can you hide a rotten core
on what green your spirit fly
when you drove it with a lie
On what shoulder would thou lay
by whose warm hearth would thou stay
not your child, wife, or kin
since you've taken up with skin
When the star threw down his club
and watered heaven with a snub
did He smile His work to see?
did He who made the Lamb make thee?
Tiger Tiger burning bright
as your sponsors take to flight
what immoral hand and eye
caused your soul, and mine, to cry.
by the Fish HawkGood job, fish hawk. And thats just the way it is for sure!
Well Done!
Brother Fish Hawk
You are so true of eye, and see the shape of a soul that walked in the dark of life and love. The Tiger may come out into the light of day perhaps, but his walk in darkness has hurt so many. It is not good to honor one who honors not even themselves.
Stone Bear
Excellent! You’ve summed him up well. What a pathetic excuse for a husband and father he has turned out to be.