A Sober Story

Brother Moses

Sister Sam

You are not chosen

to slay the lamb

Lay down your knife

Take up the shield

Why did you forsake

the sheep in the field?

To the slaughter

they stole away

with their traps

his sister that day

She was not the prey

but still she died

Moses could not save

although he tried

Into the night

and the bottle deep

he turned from the world

to an ocean of sleep

Blame he laid

upon his own head

But the poacher's trap

is the reason she's dead

Still he aligned

with the devil himself

becoming a slave

to their ways and their wealth

Helping them avoid

being caught by the law

was his forte

and his only job

Until the beast man

who came to punish by right

woke him in fear

and nearly ended his life

Sober is not

all it's cracked up to be

But at least for Moses

now his heart might find peace