every herd full of sheep

claims that they have different

fluffy &

ba-ba-ba-ing

members,

who spring from

“all walks of life”---

every herd tells us that

the face of that herd is not a herd at all,

but something that wells with

individuality &

personal growth---

every herd has a third party,

which made that herd gather,

which brought the herd together,

which grants the herd a feeling

that they belong & that

there really is

something

to this world of

nothingness---

because with more linked hands

comes the self-imposed right to

wield self-righteousness,

like the murderous baton of

the empire/policeman of the world

upon every head who

disagrees &

with more linked hands comes that

sense of security

that makes the herd feel that they might

amass &

take over the earth,

so that no one resists any longer

the thoughts, words & deeds of said

herd &

all is done like complex math in the heads of

the deranged sheep,

as they walk with secrets that they want nothing more

than to

broadcast 24/7,

as if none of us had heard it all before.