is the Savage
Who is the
Man or the animal,
I asked my Grandpa.
My Grandpa, stopped for a moment
Very surprised by my question.
Than he put me in his lap,
Fondling the mustaches of his solemn face.
Softly and affably he told me
Listen son, sharpen your ears to my words.
When you find the animal starved,
Possibly you will get hurt.
But man, full or hungry, will hurt his kind.
Will give evil to our world.
Son, listen and believe,
In this savage big forest of ours,
The man animal is the king.