Are you one of those that graze
from dawn to dusk to feed
and feed and feed?
Are you one of those that goes astray
and end up being lost forever
or to be found again and again?
Are you one of those that stick
with the flock wherever they go
so you'll be safe in numbers?
Are you one of those with a sole purpose
of providing your wool,
your milk, your meat?
Are you one of those that lives
in a beautiful country
and not know what to do with it?
Are you one of those that bleats
just to make up the noise
of being who you are?
Are you one of those that stands
with the crowd and wished
there was more than just this?
If you are not a sheep
then why are you grazing
with the rest, scampering at every sound,
giving all you can
to follow a set routine
that tells you that you are?