Mantra Of The Sheep People Poem by Parable Poetry

I think I am beginning to see.
You are saying I am free,
to do what you tell me to do?
Thats so very nice of you.

I'm glad you can decide for me,
choices are so very hard to make.
I don't know where I would be,
if you didn't tell me what to take.

All these issues are boring,
American Gladiators, hooray!
You choose what I should say.
So blissful this ignoring.

Make a mistake? Thats fine,
let me die for your belief.
Stay home, wine and dine,
let me give you some relief.

I love you so much,
I can't begin to explain why.
Such a loving peaceful bunch,
and if you don't like us, die.

Please continue to lead the way,
I would be lost without you.
Give me order day by day,
my arrogant red, white and blue.

Wesley Hall - 08/29/05