We Shepard children,
we raise them on farms.
When it's time to ask them for identity, they form into clouds.
How can we ask them to identify self in an overcast?
Can you see an adult when they experience rain?
I see children in coats holding hands, Staying in line.
I see the Shepard staff,
Still at large.
Automated to wind by reaction.
Punishable and feared.
Straight line children
Along the fence
Straight line children
Group project: independence.
Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 7:51 PM UTC
We Shepard children,
we raise them on farms.
When it's time to ask them for identity, they form into clouds.
How can we ask them to identify self in an overcast?
Can you see an adult when they experience rain?
I see children in coats holding hands, Staying in line.
I see the Shepard staff,
Still at large.
Automated to wind by reaction.
Punishable and feared.
Straight line children
Along the fence
Straight line children
Group project: independence.
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