Are you being fed now only to be eaten later?

I've been a member of many flocks. Good ones. I've had lots of shepherds. They fed me. They fed me well. Then, all of a sudden, something happened. I think I came of age or something. I matured. I decided to stand up for myself. The shepherds, I think, took this as their cue to prepare me for their next meal. This has happened to a lot of people. They have been nice, gentle, docile sheep for so long. Then, when they decide to raise their voice, they're consumed. Many of them have become my friends and members of our online community The Lasting Supper. Check us out!