Livestock living somebody’s else’s dream

Like all sheep
they follow
into the fox’s den
where the music bells toll;
they don’t know
any better,
and there
they suffer
til their bitter end
but not before
the leader has
replenished
his stock
for today
and tomorrow
setting the table
for their last supper.
Knock knock
the goat walks in.
It’s all man made!
And the fox
is never seen again.

Reviews

[Mk.t.g]

Wonderfully composed, Andrew! Really enjoyed this one.
Mk.t.g

[andrew mitchell]

You are too kind , thank you. If you were not on this site I would not have had this review lol.

[Mk.t.g]

My pleasure, Andrew!