A Sheeple’s Rebuttal

Who is telling you that I am a sheep?
Do you listen to what he has to say?
Does his ideology start to seep
Into your “original” thought ev’ryday?
Can you tell me that your thoughts are your own
When you pick them up from memes on Facebook?
Or is your anger just an overblown
Reaction to catchy sounding hook?
Is it me or his short leash that you fear?
How often are the words of your master
The repeated ones I actually hear,
Claiming I’m the one that is the bastard?
You are far from the enlightened people,
Just because you repeat the word, sheeple.