The Wandering Soul Poem by Vevonulu Choo

The wandering soul wanders in the land of wander
There in the wandering land only the wandering souls comes and meet
To walk thru' the deadly valleys and towns and villages
There in the wandering land, they held the magical keys
To lock the houses of evil in the wandering land
There they wander with the holy angels fighting the deadly evils of the wandering land
Victory was brought to them
But, Alas! No men is left to celebrate
For its the victory in the wandering land
There in the wandering land, only the wandering souls comes, met and gone
Once the sun seeps in
Thus to end the land of the wandering soul.