We Were the Shepherds

We were the shepherds and sheepdogs
who tried to keep the wolves from the sheep
       but the sheep we'd tried to awaken
       took far too much pride in being wide asleep.


We were the thoughtful ever-watchful shepherds
who were cruelly abused for our selfless efforts
       to warn the unwary  smugly-unaware sorts
of the terrible perils of yielding to evil
              by blindly complying with a diabolic force

that had recently  increasingly poured forth
from the smothering swarm of incurably corrupt
orgs and organs   that formed the vicious system
              the flocks were taught to incuriously trust
from their first day in class  to their last day alive;

       that formed the despicable system
       that had finally  hit its highly-malignant stride
       in the booming all-consuming business
       of assiduously spreading the latest big lies.


We were the widely wildly-despised
shepherds   who were openly spat and shat on
       for trying to lead the sheep towards the light;
for trying to sever  the threads of a web
              of darkest deceit in this darkest of nights

       as half-caged we raged
       raged   against the dying of what's right
              fully engaged in a life-and-death fight
                     with a supremely malevolent spell.

We were the shepherds who caught a clear sight
of the devil's grand plans for a well-managed hell;
shepherds whose warnings  were firmly ignored
as sure as flooding rivers ignore their own banks.

We were the shepherds whose only thanks
              was “Thanks  but no bloody thanks!”
“Shut your damn trap!”  and “Keep your facts
to your damned daft self and your fellow cranks!”.


We were the sheepdogs and shepherds
       who were decried for our tireless efforts
to reach those  we'd so desperately hoped
                     would heed our pressing message.