Lambs
To keep us safe they came for our guns, then our thoughts
we had to sleepwalk for exercise.
We became fat and lazy,
fed as we were on manipulated lamb offerings.
They sent us to war against ourselves.
Then the soil itself surrendered
allowing the sky to wash away our history.
The younger people had no memory of us,
however, they taught us to be good
and never talk of how it was before the big people
made us happy.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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