A poem or potentially lyrics I wrote today assuming I ever learn to play the guitar. As I'm a follower of the way of Christ, there's some Christian imagery.

I've lost my identity

In a sea of humanity

Without roots I've got

No home to speak of

No place to rest my head


So I wander these streets

Searching for questions

In a sea of answers


Haunted, the prodigal roams

Wondering if I can call this world home

Haunted, the prodigal roams

Wondering if I'm destined to walk alone


Even Jesus cried when all seemed lost

In his blood and tears hope conquers

Death, pain and loss.

The End

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