Each walker strolls a path with temptation.

Fatigue of spirit slows the wanderer.

The caws of crows cry threats of damnation.

As soft low words flow from the squanderer.

The hungry heart confuses greed for need.

Satiety is costly and too brief.

The search begins again for a new deed,

which leaves the wanderer with no relief.

This place of danger will always exist.

The choices are surrender or resist.