We have all become followers

Click bait, sheep

Giving more and more of our

Protective wool

To keep the rich man warm

But the dog(e)s keep separating us

Setting us astray

Dismantling the flock where we were safe, and warm, he(a)rd

and the weakest among us, those most in need of our help

Separated and branded, labelled like

Lambs to the slaughter

Our darkest history, a forgotten fashion faux pas returned

Have we learned nothing from the Holocaust

Our slave master, the phone in our hands

Our hands, our future, yet, distracted

We let the wolf in

Fail to see what lies beneath

Without the wool in our eyes, we are all the same

Under our skin

And the wolf in sheep’s clothing, is penning us in,

Closing the gate

Weeding out the leaders, finding his believers

Spreading hate and fear, so he can lead

His plan from the start

We don’t need to follow a shepherd

If we follow our hearts