The Cry of the Lamb (1)

<p>Always the sun breaks from the east, unhindered by the clouds</p> <p>Occasional does the rain grace on red grass of the shrubland</p> <p>Shepherds lead and entertain, the rods and staff are not for gauds</p> <p>Beneath an acacia, all days are indifferent and predictable</p> <p>Until pestilence, drought, or famine may strike in a race</p> <p>Wringing out the lives in groups of poor unsuspecting fable</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/@sarah.jescika/the-cry-of-the-lamb-ballad-1-aa9f15382303"><strong>Visit Now</strong></a></p>