The Wrong Path Taken

No, that's not the roght path to take,
walkking down that way's a mistake,
tho' alluring its scents, heavenly the hues,
that path hides miserable blues;
false its claims of sunny clime
into unwaru lanes it leads the line
and in a trice a trap is sprung
lifelong imprisonment it brings alog.
And then - be silent, scream or shout
or bang tyour head, or cry aloud
no takers now, you are a minion
with the past as mocking companion.

Walk away, walk away, away from broken dreams
walk away from those frozen streams.
LOnce more let your spirit fly and you'll soar high
follow that sawy and walk away.