My brother, my brother
Son of my mother
Hold on your prized anger
Mighty hunter....mighty panther
My brother, my brother
You curl everyday under the rafter
Unaware of some changes in some matter
Those spear and bows drives the animal to laughter
My brother
When they see your spear they gather
And discuss issues rather than scatter
Our jungle has tasted change. ..mighty panther
My brother...There is so much hunger
It hurts to see you wander
When there is so much for the hunter
These animals have met another panther
Becareful my brother!....brother!!
These animals want shelter from a new master
Son of my father!
You are all that matter
Watch how they refuse to gather
Change your approach
At the back they call you 'coackcroach'
Everything you've done, they question the coach
Please my brother, let's clean this reproach
My brother! Mightiest of hunters!
Prove them wrong in this matter
Accusations is slowly building the banter
They mock us as bastards
My brother, mighty son of our fathers
Look deep in this pranks
Remember to break their ranks
Roar and save this jungle from the hunters!!!
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