No diverging paths in the woods to see,
You guess that’s how fates gonna be.
Hunger buried deep within your soul
Wants to pursue the mission of its goal.
If I could cure all illnesses
and make the injured whole,
or remove hatred from men’s hearts
and let the soulless find a soul.
If I could make men see sense
And refuse to go to war,
Oh, how life’s cares bound up my heart!
I faced each day with dread
My life was so devoid of joy
Held woe I could not shed
And desparate to end this curse–
To find from pain release–
I lifted goblet to my lips
Drank full, then slipped to peace
And as I slept upon my bed
A dream appeared to me
It seemed that I in water swam
Then sank into the sea
And down and down my body sank
Pulled down into the deep
I felt my lungs about to burst–
Prepared for final sleep