red sheep

Be as fearless as you can be to explore and to love every kwirky, taboo, unnacepted side of yourself.

And if my mind goes off to sleep
And on again to dream of sheep
May the sheep be red with glitter eyes
May they leap with passion without disguise
I hope they run into painted walls
Then run again till the structure falls
When zebras pass may the zebras look
And stop and think of what it took
For them to live so strange and free
Without culture or cameras or a.b.c
May the sheep think not of the fence that bounds
Or the bears or the bats or all that surrounds
I hope they cheer and scream and cry
And love each other until they die
And when they die may they stroke their eyes
And feel the glitter and find surprise
For they lived in darkness all till now
Their lives a show. Their death a bow.

Author's Note

How do you interpret this?