The black sheep

The black sheep he is,

among the white ones,

a sorrow to the family,

a happiness to himself,

an emblem of disgust.

 

Her sight brings tears,

but she pranced about,

a stain on the family's coat,

a harbinger of sorrow,

living like there's no tomorrow.

 

The trait is different from father's,

his manner incult,

to the father,he is an insult,

the behaviours are different,

His is rational,

but his is irrational.

 

What do we do with these black sheep,

They are an eyesore,

in the midst of the white ones,

They are gonna be cast out,

Without their trout.