Black sheep wanders in the dead of night

No one beside him; no one in sight

 

                The trees taunt and tease him

 Leaves whisper in the wind

 

                Alone in the world; no one around

Yelling through the night; ‘will someone save me now?’

 

                Black sheep can’t see through the thickness and fog

His eyes fill with tears; held back for so long

 

                But he lifts his head, with a sigh to himself

‘If they can’t save me I have to save myself”

 

He wanders near and far; through darkness and silence

Wishing for a friend or someone beside him