Upping the Anti

Upping the Anti

He scans the pasture, sees only green.

The field, he kens, is not picked clean.

He distracts them, deflects the shock,

Then resumes fleecing the flock.

Disingenuous, says he’s the ram,

Coerces his sacrificial lambs.

Led to their slaughter, hear them repeat,

The lies they’re told, such easy meat.

And the wolf says, “Follow” on constant repeat,

And the wolf lulls them into sleep.

The wolf has fooled them all complete,

And the wolf is followed by the sheep.

A shepherd with a jaw that’s full of tooth,

Mouthing anything bereft of couth.

They follow him and barely pause,

Thinking others will get the claws.

He will farm the most littered field,

Even paltry gain is still a yield.

Co-opting pages of Holy Writ,

This Antichrist is full of

And the wolf says, “Follow” on constant repeat,

And the wolf lulls them into sleep.

The wolf has fooled them all complete,

And the wolf is followed by the sheep.

The night is dark, the fog is deep,

Among the herd the wolf still creeps.

The wolf has lulled them all to sleep,

And the wolf is followed by the sheep.

Cliff Lake 3/27/2024

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