Sheep in Fog

Sheep in fog sit grazing

Gently they stir

Now the sheep dog breaks it up

Their dreams gone

The moment lost

Once upon a time we lived in peace

Now we feel our lives will soon be gone

Our dreams are gone

Our moment lost

Once upon a time

Five sheep sat eating grass

Once upon a time

Five wolves attacked

Attacked from within

The wolves were us

The sheep are gone

They fed us well

The wolf survives

To stalk new prey

Destroy new lives

Destroy today

The wolves are us

The fog is rolling in

Colors change, colors reform
Colors creating a translucent storm
Jorin is dazed by injuries incurred
Leaving his eyes a little bit blurred
The things that he sees a little bit slurred
The specks in the air spin and reflect
The wounds on his head are taking effect
The spinning and strobing of light in his eye
Stability and balance are going awry
He falls to the ground with a loud somber sigh

Everything spinning as he lies on the ground
The silence is bringing a deafening sound
Jorin is helpless to that which he sees
He can’t even bring himself to his knees
Alone, there is no one to hear of his
pleas

It’s help that he needs but will not receive
His stomach is even beginning to heave
It’s driving him crazy there’s nothing to
do
The whites of his eyes are changing to
blue
All that he sees is slightly askew

He sees in his mind himself as he was
But he can’t remember, it’s giving him pause
Jorin is lost and alone in the maze
When someone approaches him there where he lays
To render him aid without any delays
He helps Jorin up and they walk down the road
And as they walk he whistles an ode
He takes Jorin home for water and rest
He calls to his wife to help with their guest
This is the traveler I’ve found, he’s distressed.