They wander from location to location searching, hoping to gain

That differential factor that sets them apart from all other people

They think their unique but if asked why they couldn’t explain

Why they call themselves individuals yet think and act like sheeple

They follow the crowd and add to the collective herd mentality

Their mantra is free speech as they repeat what they’ve been told

They’re willing to kill for a lie but when caught can’t except reality

Misguided sheeple blindly believe in the deception they were sold

Thinking they must burn down the barn in order to get to the hay

Their brains squirm with theories of conspiracy and misinformation

Unseen shepherds direct their actions as if scripted for a play

Illusionists have always understood the power of simple misdirection

The art of manipulating perception, bending the senses in the mind

Molding the malleable insecurities into acts of intolerable injustice

Sheeple propagate an illusion to fit a fantasy in which their intwined

Justification of righteousness for actions they don’t recognize are remiss

Like sheep, sheeple feel safer in a group and encourage mob mentality

This innate fear allows them to be motivated through anxiety and panic

Allowing an exploiter to callously redirect their frail and failing sensibility

We live in an age of blurred reality where the falsehoods of lies run thick

Our coveted understanding of truth and common sense continue to mutate

Slowly transforming into disfigured ideology from the land of the sheeple

No longer standing vigilant in their affirmation that duplicity is their fate

As the bleating can be heard growing louder among, we the sheeple