The nation that rides the East and the West is a serpent to all.
It is large, powerful, and not easily defeated.
Not even the western tiger can hope to quell its fang.
Kindness, grace, or even hope for the future does not calm the serpent’s fury.
It must bite and poison all of mankind to be satisfied.
No law is strong enough, no punishment is harsh enough.
The western tiger claws at its elongated body, the serpent squeezes tighter.
The western tiger loses breath, and begins to fall.
The tiger pleads for compromise, the serpent’s squeezing stops.
They return to their lands and the cycle begins again.