Who am I ?..
Just another stranger on the road..
Trying to mix up with the crowd..
Or just a lonely pathfinder..
Who is walking on a road with fire…

Sometimes I sit back and think..
I put my mind on a great stress..
But eventually I turn widely depressed..
That I am not like the rest….

I walk to and fro..
I chirp like a crow..
I search for my goal..
Which isn’t on a scroll….

I know that every question has an answer..
Where there is dark there will be light..
For every wrong there is a right..
And people live in their afterlife….

But then where is the answer to my question..
The question that each man asks for his recreation..
The question for which the answer to me is unknown..
And to the earth it may be known….

But then my inner voice yells at me..
It wants me to become free..
It yells ‘the answer does’nt lie within..
It rests in the depth of the undiscovered’….