Symbolism over substance is the rhetoric of our times.
Better to feel good than to be good; better to say nice things
than actually being kind to others; better to tell a white lie
when the truth would suffice. Better to behave
like you have been here before. When in fact,
you are just as lost as everyone else….
but someone has to lead the sheep to the slaughter…
and it might as well be you.
Leader? What leader, where? Where are we going and what are we doing in this handbasket?
Guess there always has to be someone picked to be the leader? *10*! Best regards Friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is I says the Lord. That should be sufficient! ! !