Sheep

Born in sheep's blood plain and simple
 Washed out of my mother's temple
 All around I heard them laughing
 As father sheep had stood there calving
 Black they were, with white eyes gleaming
 Right in heaven life was seeming
 Brittle wind blew snow upon me
 I got blanketed all white and frosty
 In my time I grew and killed them
 Or out of memory I willed them
 And willed in a greater history
 Out of massacre and mystery
 Was no longer wealthy, woolly
 Nor anything I could grasp fully
 Someone rush to re-inject me
 God of gods, won't you protect me?
 Fixed my face and marching onward
 Marching running ever forward
 Buildings were a bloody vessel
 Edging me below the trestle
 There in coal and whitened gravel
 I built a shield of wooden baffle
 Inside of which I raised a fire
 So I could tonight retire
 Everyone will tell you it's evil to be
 A free-thinking pecker like bonnie old me
 But I'll flex my armies and blow out my gut
 And prove I'll be loved by any old slut
 Look here in my wallet, it's loaded and true
 And now I can leave here and go and find you