Sheepish

Sheepish 9/19/2014

I wrote and I wrote

But then in an instant

It was gone

Lost but to God

My thoughts and my time.

We are born

And then we die

But only a few

Every break free.

We learn

To take the test

And we to dream  

In incremental degrees.

We meet about meetings

And endlessly speculate

Rehashing the most meaningless of concepts

Over and over again. 

It’s all about the measurement

And useless proof of worth

As we fall all over ourselves

Just to prove we exist

And did more than yesterday.    

Critical thinking has no value

And individuality to them

Is nothing but a curse

As they seek the willing

And the moderately able. 

Like docile lambs

We are given food and water

Along with enough entertainment

To keep us distracted

And Inside the fence. 

We are not supposed to notice

That some of us are taken

Sacrificed to the little gods

Of gold and power. 

The herd is manufactured

So we all, follow along

On our way to somewhere

That we are not supposed to notice.

Outside there is reality

But it takes courage to find it

The inevitable end

Cold, cruel and deadly. 

Growing like a cancer

All around you and I

The deadly constricting coils

Wrapped around our neck. 

We are kept afloat

Just to serve our purpose

Nothing but  a machine

For food or fodder.

But I am not buying it

And neither should you

As we finally learn

To jump the fence.  

Do not fear a dragon

Because it will swallow its tail

Unable to grasp

Anything but the obvious

And incrementally dumb. 

And fear not the wolf

Because he only knows to hunt

Relying on his nose

And fear.  

Fall is coming

And so also, come the changes

As the cool crisp breeze

Fills our nostrils

With the scent of leaves. 

We pass through the shadows

As we tilt away

Obscured from the light

For just a small amount of time. 

Spinning sideways we travel

All around the sun

On a journey to eternity

Close enough to touch.   

Hold on to me

As I hold on to you

As we pass through the darkness

One inch at a time.