Are we all followers, being influenced by others. I certainly was when a younger man but the wise old owl doesn’t care what others think of me anymore. I keep my own counsel and do the things that make me happy, like writing poetry.
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On and on we go,
On their heals, I know,
Blindfold we follow,
On and on we go,
Herd mentality to show,
Long standing myth to crow,
Of mass suicide, NO!
On and on we go,
Like lost sheep in the snow,
The ice melts in the glow,
Leads a merry dance, slow,
On and on we go,
And with all their tales of woe,
The Bovine splatter to flow,
No golden end to the rainbow,
On and on we go….
James Findon © June 2026.
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