Sheeple

They follow each other like sheep Maybe because of coloring, or with their own they keep Not knowing where they are going so they just follow One after another, up the road or in a hollow, They all are weak and meek and so easily led Sadly like sheep they know not of the dangers up ahead, So they follow and follow as that is their norm To follow in the mainstream and to their own they conform They are led by their shepherd wherever that he might go And they believe what he believes, but they know not what he does know. They do their following without thought or thinking They are acquiesce, without remorse or blinking Thinking themselves not as individuals, but only as a group All they seek is one to follow, someone to lead their troop Following because of others or because they are adherent or devout To the belief of someone else and even the lies from their mouth They are told what to see and what they know and what to do Sadly in their life and other matters they do not have a clue These followers are unimaginative, submissive people They are brothers to the sheep, known only as sheeple.