Baba is a Black Sheep

Revulsed in their body
repulsed in their soul
with overgrown hair
and overflowing beard
away from their crowd
away from their herd
the black sheep are
at it again
scraping away their skin
spreading far and wide
spreading themselves thin
to become lean and mean
all in their futile
attempts to become clean
but the blackness has seeped
too deep within
as the secret
with only
too much regret
unveils itself
out of the dark well
they bury their heads
in the sands of time
and roll away
never again to
fall back in line
and find that
their only way
to atone for
the great sins
is by paying the price
through even
greater acts of cowardice