The Governed

A leader's just a follower
Who hasn't lost all self-control,
And chooses not to take the path
That's traveled by the mindless hordes;
The governed choose to shut their eyes
And walk without their sticks,
And they trade in their humanity
For the most-appealing lies and tricks;
They choose not to spend the time
To learn to keep their lives in line,
And since they can't control themselves,
They sell the job to someone else;

The world's not bi-chromatic,
But black and white don't lie;
Self-awareness is the range of life -
Are you the baker, or the pie?
Either governed or a governor -
You're the pilot or the plane...
You can choose to follow someone else -

Or you can lead yourself.

While sheep can have the luxury
Of guidance by the shepherd's staff,
The strength of will of only one of three
Survives the shepherd's wrath:

The wolf—who likes to live alone
For lack of tasteful company—
Has less in common with the likes of you
Than you might have with me.