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The so called sheep

A moment of indecisiveness 

a moment of pause 

a long haul

 

 

 

Negligence and so aloof 

never to speak 

Deep inside were words of displease 

obedience of years 

tagged as sheep

 

 

 

middle of somewhere 

in sudden breeze 

the rebel broke out 

frustrated lion roared across streets

docile was it ?

 

 

a mere act of sheep 

no longer the hauling cries 

but howl of victory 

amidst the quest 

in the jungle of conquests

to conquer the heart and rest….