In the wandering path I strolled,

Passing plenty of green grassy knolls

Stumbling through crooked thorns,

Trampling on plants that were lost and in mourn,

Not sure of where I am going,

I was swept up like water flowing,

Each step I take on this path,

I see new fruits crushed by wraith,

Indecision and fear took hold,

In the wandering path I strolled.