Ken Ripley

August 3, 1950 - Virginia Beach
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The shepherd

Once I did not think
I needed any shepherd.
Someone else to guide me
And take me in directions
I might not want to go.

I did not make the link
Between life and the absurd,
Attempting to stay free
And avoiding all reflections
I did not want to know.

But when I found myself
In troubles without end
I learned there was a Word
And someone with a shoulder
On which I could depend.

I did not see myself as sheep,
But when I go astray
I gain comfort and protection
By listening to a shepherd
Who really knows the way.
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