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The Wayward Pilgrim

Wayward pilgrims scattered and lost Frightened beings, low on rations, slowed by frost Searching for the holy land they wandered astray Despite prayers for help, they can't but doubt that they'll see another day They left with so much zeal and hope, so much faith They felt passion and mirth, they were convinced the lord would keep them safe They no longer know where they are and the path to travel Their spirits are tested, their sanity slowly begins to unravel Some are lost to the thought that God is everything, nothing else exists Others give in to base survival instincts as it becomes harder to resist Crisis of the faithful, the beautiful and the damned It's the answer to challenge that truly reveals every woman and man

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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