Saturday, March 24, 2012

Culled

All together there
Then pulled out of the herd
Sometimes without
Even a word
 
We feel the noose
Tightening up
And suddenly, brokenly,
The fight's gone
 
Sinking to our knees
Busted without hope
No one else could fix us,
Humpty-Dumpty broke
 
And there we were
Pulled out of the herd
The lame, the blind, the broken
The dregs, rest assured
 
But in our weakness,
He is strong
And when we can't make it anymore
The Cowboy comes along

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