Bagheera walked into the bar and poured himself a drinkHis fur
was stained with the blood of monkeys and he needed time to
thinkThe man at the bar said, "What are you doing here?"Bagheera
let go a low soft purr that kept the man from coming nearHe said
"I'm Bagheera, the mighty panther and the jungle is my
homeI'm free, free in all I see and that makes me free to
roam"Sometimes to feel the music of the jungle it can cause you
painAnd the man heard Bagheera as the entire jungle joined in
the big black cat's refrainOne dark night the man-cub came
to the big black cat afraidThe boy cried, "Teacher, teacher I
don't, understand this ache within me"The great cat sighed
and (then softly he began)He said, "Indeed thou art a man's
child now and the world is yours to give and takeThe time has
come now for your awareness to change forever and there's a
choice for you to makeYou may remain here in the jungle and hunt
with the free peopleOr if you feel the man's God calling
you return to your kind in the village and worship at his
steepleThe only thing you must do is what you feel in your heart
is trueI will hunt now and leave you on your own to decide what
to do"The mighty panther went on his huntSecret Lord of the
jungle beneath the night skyAnd some say if you could have seen
him then you'd have noticed a single tear fall from his
majestic eye