Busy weekend around ole Deke’s house with it being the Easter weekend and all, so just a quick bit of original poetry for this weekend. Monday will see a more typical post, either by myself or Miz Pink.

Shepherd & the Wolf

A helpless and a wayward flock
A wolf beholds them all
Hunts them, stalks them, hounds each one
And slays them when they fall

Unless the shepherd intervenes
Steps up and swings his staff
Strikes the wolf, protects the sheep
Denies the beast its wrath

The wolf, he is the Fallen One—
Satan hunting souls.
But we’re defended—safe, secure
With Christ in shepherd’s role.