I have wandered off the sacred track

I have wandered down a long and ill made track.
Down footpaths that seemed intriguing,  yet were  stark
I have wandered,  wondering at my lack.

I wandered, crossed the dry earth and its cracks
I   passed through corn fields hidden in the dark
I have wandered off  the preplanned track

I am like a gypsy with no pack
In the sky ,I hear the little lark
I have wandered, blaming my ill luck

I am lost and never shall get back
Despite the sun, I feel  the thump of dark
I have wandered off the  sacred  track

My heavy  thoughts have often  turned near  black;
Lured the dog which torments with its bark.
I have trembled as the bullets snack.

Were we flooded, I could take the Ark
Were I braver, I’d with generals talk.
I have wandered off the map and track
I have walked unknowing  what we lack