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You think you are

Being accepted,

But lost sheep

Of this world,

They are leading

You to the slaughter.



They are already

Butchering you

Although you

Are still breathing.



They don’t want to wait;

They want to kill you

Before it is your time.



You are just innocent lambs;

But the wolves don’t care

That you don’t

Know where you’re going.



They’ll still grab you

By the collar,

Making you think

They are shepherds

Guiding you to pasture.



And the destination

Does appear promising.



The meadows are flowing,

But they’ll never quench your thirst;

The grasses are green

But they’ll never taste good enough.



Do you see that you

Are on death row?

And that the true ending spot

Is no animal paradise?



Don’t wait a minute longer!

They may have planned

Your execution for tomorrow.

Then it will be too late.



Stray from the herd now!

Go where the shepherd stays  

And let Him guard you

With His life.