I got this from BLACK FIVE, so check the second entry for June 20th, 2011: BLACKFIVE
The poem below is by Russ Vaughn (paratrooper, 101st Airborne Division)...
Most humans truly are like SHEEP
Wanting nothing more than PEACE to keep
To graze, grow fat and raise their young,
Sweet taste of clover on their tongue.
Their lives serene upon life’s farm,
THEY SENSE NO THREAT NOR FEAR NO HARM.
On verdant meadows, they forage free
With naught to fear with naught to flee.
They pay their sheepdogs little heed For there is no threat; there is no need.
To the flock SHEEPDOGS ARE MYSTERIES,
Roaming watchful round the peripheries.
These fang-toothed creatures bark, they roar
With the fetid reek of the carnivore,
TOO LIKE THE WOLF OF LEGENDS TOLD,
To be amongst our docile fold.
WHO NEEDS SHEEPDOGS? What good are they?
They have no use, not in this day.
Lock them away out of our sight
WE HAVE NO NEED OF THEIR FIERCE MIGHT.