~Ascetic or Mendicant~

Alone I wander;
But I am not lost;
The ones who are lost seek me out;
Is something so simple as me a something;
Did i wish to be this Mendicant;
Jolly and free my existence seems;
Lazy are my kind;
Escapists are we;
All thoughts for someone to ponder on;
Wish Life was that simple;
Dread the cold chilly nights ,the Mendicant does;
And its not yet winter;
When will I find my next meal;
A wild beast I have become foraging among the wastelands of greedy cities;
But thats past;
Now my self manifests;
The path of light I follow;
Merciful Father ;
Praise the Lord;