The Last Battle - Fury of the Feline

She gives in to the storm

On her knees she falls,

But her heart remains strong.

She closes her eyes as if to surrender

Holds her breath,

Her life in a moment she gathers.

Her nemesis had declared victory …

A little too soon!

Woman you lesser being you die at my feet

She rose like a tempest, hailing a cry from her womb

The last strike was fatal, reversing defeat

The mighty men who raised their arrogance so tall

Regretfully ignored

That nature had created Tigress …

The fiercest of all!