Injured Lamb
They flocked about him like flies to dung
Bringing with them words
He was held by many
His wounds had been nursed
The next day he is dragged
Their words now turned against them
He is off the cliff falling quietly down
As he landed
His red lotus painted on the rocks
They gave an awful cry
Not knowing what had just happened
Bringing with them words
He was held by many
His wounds had been nursed
The next day he is dragged
Their words now turned against them
He is off the cliff falling quietly down
As he landed
His red lotus painted on the rocks
They gave an awful cry
Not knowing what had just happened