The Good Superior

AND MINE

  SHEEP KNOW ME

They have struck the sheep

Just words they shout

Fleecing the flock

Confuse with fake doubt

They have struck the sheep

Wise owl hoots, "Who?"

"The sky is falling!"

Screams hysterical ewe

And facing the flock

They lure a white wedge

Eyes to eyes backing

Nearing cliff's edge

But in the lower

Pasture green

A Good Shepherd guards

And for each lamb, a grace glean

He stands, turns east,

He leads, they follow,

Toward thunder's roll

No time to wallow

Like others before

Crook and Mitred for attack

"Mine sheep know me"...

And we've got his back!!!!