Remember Who You Are

Are ‘we the sheeple’ the new sign of the times?

The small, hand-painted plaque oddly situated over the garage door of a neighboring house first surprised me with mild delight in its ambiguity but, now it just bugs me, a lot, whenever I pass by it I simply cannot keep myself from staring at it. What does it mean? Who do these people think they are to obliquely imply that I’ve forgotten who I am?