Thylacinus Cynocephalus.
Tasmanian Tiger, Tasmanian Wolf,
A crepuscular hunting nocturnal beast,
Carnivore by nature, feasted upon wallaby,wombats and roos,
Caught by female of the species,
Was he a feline or a lupine beast, hyena perhaps,
No, this strange creature now probably extinct was marsupial with pouch,
Female with pouch to grow her young, male had pouch of his own,
Protected his crown jewels within a scrotal pouch,
Appearance of a stripy dog,
Looked rather like a tiger,
Had amber eyes filled with fire,
This diamorphic beast, (Means the chap was larger)
Had four toes on hind feet and rigid tail of kangaroo,
It's gait was rather odd,
Could move like kangaroo, if it so desired,
Strange call, a guttural sound, alerted his family when he was abound,
Shy secretive little creature,
Kept himself locked out of sight,
For in the late 188os, early 1900s these creatures had a bounty on their heads,
The bounty hunters had such fun, left our world with nearly none,
Last beast in the wild as noted,shot by gun by Mr Batty,
1936 the last captive creature died in Hobart Zoo,
Reported name was Benjamin,
Book called The Djin-jum Man, said man, Batty man maybe, was cursed for killing the last of their kin,
Poor things,
Living legacy remains,
On Tasmania's coat of arms, two of these fine beasts support the islands emblem,
Probably gone but never overlooked,
Still being sought but never found!

By ladylivvi1

© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
This was really difficult, hope its quite accurate!

Alakan once said,
"To the forest.
Is where you find him."

Jerusalem believed it not to be true,
I honored thy Dragons request.

"Young one,
Surely you can detest?"

"Jerusalem Eas...
He is Master.."

My dragon growls,
quite annoyed.
He was always obstinate.
When it came to other dragons.

The Throm provided me with information,
To the Djin,
The son of fire..

As we glide east,
The current heats up.
Creating a fiery glaze.

Jerusalem dives steep,
Avoiding the fire's rays.

"Kekay duck quickly now!
He has found us!"

I jump from his back,
Extending my wings.
Soaring into the sky.

Meeting the Djin.

God came up with a hobby,
writing songs, a self-healing
out of boredom, now immersed
a resting space riding on lyrical waves.
He then began to sing,
but echoed a lonely dissonance
that made Him shed a sombering tear.  

So, He let the resting wave ripple
with one emotional tap, and out came  
an octave, a set of singing notes,  
floating along the lyrics
but without an audience, He so longed for
filling His days with an appreciative overture
from somebody, anybody, something, or anything.

Then He paused, made angels
from the light at his disposal
asked them to feel His passions
but they did not know how;
instead, they loyally bowed to worship.
After came Djin, a symbiotic counterpart,
designed from fire without flame and
asked them to feel His songs,
instead, they ran around like a wild bunch,
but gathered one, the lowest vibes
that matched theirs.

Frustrated, God then engineered Humans
with earthen clay and added soul
from his pure self, and surprisingly,
that did it, when passions and emotions
filled heaven together with ever cheerful, graceful,
and appreciative earthlings Adam and Eve,
who, in an instant, became His favorites.

Iblis, the djinn who was the smartest of all,
was even considered angel-like by the rest,
could not stand humans for being given
the uppermost echelon, an honor, also defied
bowing to Adam as was directed by God,
and heaven expelled him for disobeying.

Iblis used his deception and
brought down human souls from heaven,
history replays as God mends depth
to the awareness cycle
every twenty-six thousand years
on a clean, blank slate for humanity's ascension,
a price He pays for creating Shaytan.


Toronto, August  7, 2025