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
That nature had created Tigress …
The fiercest of all!