Following Blind

Ever watch a flock of sheep? Their brains don't really work no matter what the first one does, they follow, it's a quirk He doesn't see the wolf ahead, he walks into the trap now the next sheep in the line, takes over and that's that Just like people, followers, of anyone that leads doesn't matter what the path, they've now become the seeds They'll grow (not prosper) in their roles, as followers at best won't question whether something's good, they follow all the rest Even when the path turns sour, they do not hesitate they'll stay among that flock of sheep, until it is too late Then one day they fall asleep, and wake up, left behind look around at what they've done, by following so blind Make excuses for their actions, no feelings of remorse see if they can shift the blame, on someone else of course They listened to the double talk, (our Leaders twisted lies) America on downward slide, right before their eyes Somewhere deep inside they know, the man that they admired with "Silver tongue", (he's taken them) they know what has transpired. Pete Yuhas