Pilgriming through the maze
Amazed by the herds I abandoned
Parts of vegetation I set ablaze
Appraised my actions as good
Maltreated fellows on mood
So many alternatives I could
Have chosen
But I was blinded by myself
Lacking foresight
Mostly from where I stood In life .
Stuck in the dessert
Where where I'm from and
Where I'm headed look the same
Too confused to hazard thoughts
My staggered steps an indicator of the battles fought
And lost
You’re looking at the battered corpse
Time Machine!!
