THE WANDERER
I walk down this lonely road in sorrow.
Wondering if I will see tomorrow.
Am I forever cursed to roam?
Never to find a home.
I am but a shadow of the man that I was yesteryear.
And I pray that I can find the strength not to shed any tears.
My heart beats in my chest like a caged animal wanting to be free.
For I want a life again, a life just for me.
I will forever travel these roads and highways until I have found myself.
Until then I will forever be The Wanderer!
Feb 8/97
Jason A. M.
