Bagheera

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A sweet smell of lust
You playfully cast
To voodoo the crafty era,
Your wisdom and blaze,
Irresistible grace -
I won't forget, Bagheera!

A weak human-cub
In a leaky tub-
Your heart wouldn’t let me sink.
“Be a wolf in a pack!” -
You teased me and smacked,
You taught me to love and sing.

And when I grew up-
No longer a pup -
You told me of collar and chain,
Not letting me roam,
You showed me my home,
Stifling the heartbreaking pain.