Tiger paces back and forth
Threatening look of hunger painted on his face
Those yellow eyes cut through all of us
These tourists don't give the respect
That a thousand pound killer deserves
They take cute snapshots
They'll pose with eyes locked in terror
Then laugh and point when the camera clicks
This old man next to me has fallen
Throat swollen, he clutches his chest
Terror flashes across his face
"Time to go," I say rush away the kids
