Pilgrimage

Who’s on the path of righteousness?
Who really knows what’s best?
Who can say how I must live?
How can one make rule for all the rest?

Some say it’s here, some say it’s there,
Some say it doesn’t exist.
Some say it’s now, some say it’s future,
Some say we’ve already missed!

Some say there’re many ways to come,
Some say there’s only one.
Some say the quota has been filled,
Some say that there is none.

So what is truth, so what is right
Just how can I decide?
To whom do I heed of all that speak?
How can I know who lies?

Is there one to show me
Or to somehow demonstrate,
The kind of life that I should live,
The road that I should take?

I must confess that I am tired
Of searching all alone.
I must confess that I am lost.
All ways I’ve tried were wrong.

Where is that way that leads to life,
Where is that way that’s best?
Where is that way that leads to truth,
That path of righteousness?

Copyright 1995