Life of a Wanderer
I am that person noone wishes to be,
A picture of hopelessness and desperation
Everyday as the sun rises, finds me with no plan
Apart from wandering around the world.
My legs are full of blisters
While the face is wrinkled from the scorching sun.
Walking and walking is what I do best
With no definite destination.
I follow the rough road to where it leads,
Till I get to the end of it-
Cause walking, is what I do best.
Copyright © Roselyn Wanjohi | Year Posted 2015