HUMAN SHEEP

Broken battered bleating sheep

Victims of farmacyde

And pharmacyde

Give it away but they give too deep

Trusts what governs to abide

By some honor

Buys some rules

News at five

To placate fools

Weapons of mass destruction

Intended obfuscation

Leaves them fat and bloated

On the verge of near starvation

DUI'd drunk drivers

Waiting for the bus

Have unintended conversations

With speed freaks and their lust

Passersby might notice

But too busy – they change channels

Scan for a fleeting moment

Like nights and burning candles

Women clad in khaki

Sit and wonder who they are

Waiting for the redline

Because their husband has the car

Kicking cans like life

As they wander down the street

No intention or direction

This, the way of human sheep