Analysis of One in a Hundred

A young sheep among a flock wandered
 and as he looked around he pondered
 the grass is much greener over there
 i'll go yonder and not even have to share

looking and thinking the shepherd was turned another way
 the young sheep bolted and ran toward the field far away
 as he ran, he thought with glee
 i'm free i'm free i'm free

upon reaching the field of green grass
 the young sheep began to eat very fast
 without any cares and unseeing eyes
 he did'nt notice as a pack of wolves ascended over the rise

as the wolves ran, drawing nearer to their prey
 the young sheep looked up and saw them to his dismay
 he started to run frantically, looking for the flock
 and seeing no one, almost went into a state of shock

running and looking frantically about
 he saw by the fields edge, the woods, and let out a shout
 i'll run into the woods, it will be safe
 i'll get away from the wolves before it's too late

without even giving it a second thought
 the young sheep entered the woods, not finding the safety he sought
 the light grew from bright to dim
 he could barely see in front of him

deeper into the woods he was engulfed into a fog
 then he stumbled and ran into a vast bog
 finally he stopped, barely able to stand
 not realizing he was in quicksand

as he listened for the wolves, he heard them howl
 and distantly heard as they growled
 oh foolish sheep whose wandered astray
 the bog will have you for it's meal today

a cold chill ran down his spine
 as the young sheep tried to run to make up time
 but he could not move, the quicksand held him fast
 and as he sank, he knew his next breath would be his last

the last thing the sheep heard was the wolves as they laughed
 not even feeling the crook of the Shepherd's staff
 as he hooked it around the young sheep's neck
 and pulled him from death's sandy wreck

with big, loving, and caring hands
 the Shepherd nourished the sheep to life again
 the young sheep rejoined the flock he once had fled
 never forgetting without the Shepherd, he would be dead