Innocence.

Uzbekistan and Namibia
Infamously they
Use a domestic sheep breEd
And they take Way
Babies sometimes.tiny little infants
Some unborn
For in their mother tummy
A black curled angel torn

Feral lambs their innocence
Beyond the scope of man
Lying in the fluid
Since all of life began
Hopeful of eternity
They Quietly swims and sigh
But they want his coat
His swamara
As such the lamb must die

The mothers stomach ripped a sunder
The innocent soul exposed
In a peaceful harmlessness
the holy book is closed
Forever on that baby
That sweet unfallen soul
A wretch who lost its everything
For what was someone’s goal

So tight the curls
So blAck as night
A broadtail once it lay
Silent in a field of green
For sadly that’s the way

Of men who have no hearts left
Whose souls are withered too
Their minds are in some darkened place
Their eyes don’t see the view
Across the heavenly mountains
Across the bluest sea
The tiny lamb was murdered
With such base iniquity.