A Quiet Little Lamb 4-17-19

I'm not a goat, I'm not a Ram,

I'm just a quiet little lamb.

I speak for other lambs like me

who we don't hear and we don't see.

So many tortured and abused,

some aborted or simply used.

We all are lost among the tall

behind the shadow's darkened wall.

We're lost in thickets sharp with thorns,

with those tall demons without horns.

They say, "Please smile and go to bed"

but tears run down my cheeks instead.

From other lambs with reddened eyes,

I hear more screams and hear their cries.

A Shepherd passed the goat and ram

and in a thicket, found this lamb.

I pray, "Dear Jesus, help the lost.

the least of these who pay the cost.

Among the thickets, you will find

more lambs like me.  You are so kind.

I'm thankful, Lord, you hear and see

and know there's many more like me.

Please stop the tall who have become

the demons for each little one.

I'm not a goat, I'm not a Ram,

I'm just a quiet little lamb.

I speak for other lambs like me

who we don't hear and we don't see.

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