The shepherd who tends to his flock . . .
Surrounded by wolves . . . Does he hide?
Does he run or defend? Does he meet his life’s end?
Or does he taste of their flesh with the wolves?
Surrounded by wolves . . . Does he hide?
Does he run or defend? Does he meet his life’s end?
Or does he taste of their flesh with the wolves?
Will you taste of their flesh?
Or lay down and die?
. . . Taste of their flesh?
. . . Lay down and die?
If your answer is fight . . .
Then, surely you’ll die.
And the coward’s no better alive . . .
And the coward’s no better alive . . .
Are you better alive?
Will you taste of their flesh?
Or lay down and die?
Will you die? Will you die?
Surely you’ll die . . .
No matter how strong.
Out-numbered, your hanged by your choice . . .
And your ignorance . . .
Will you die?
Will you taste of their flesh?
Will you taste of their flesh?
Or lay down and die?
. . . Taste of their flesh?
. . . Lay down and die?
By cruelty you're faced with this fate . . .
Determined you’ll lose . . .
Determined you’ll lose . . .
Do you hide?
Do you witness the slaughter of friends?
Do you quiver and sulk ’til the end? Do you witness the slaughter of friends?
Or continue your task even though you’re outmatched…
Fending off wolves to the end.
> [Back to Table of Contents]
No comments:
Post a Comment