Lost Sheep

Once good now lost

Parted from the ninety-nine

Lonely in rebellion

Afraid in the dark

Forgotten, or not

Left for soul to rot

Forsaken in need

Rejected indeed

Controlled not by self

Contradict with Spirit

Consumed by hatred

Convicted of murder

Live for Good no longer

Life has gone to waste

Know not the way Home

Nor to the Master

The 100th sheep-

Black one,

am I.

© Joel Yap