Long time
back
When
there was peace
Between
both of us
When I
did no harm to you
You started
harming
For my
skin.
When the
British came
I became
a hunting target
For you.
Later on
when you
Tried to
save me
New
enemies came
For me and
you.
Now I am
afraid
Will my
race go
Will
there be
No more roars. 
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