The Wanderer

Don’t doubt that I’m a stranger
My home was a distant thought
Some called it paradise
But today I’m a wandering man

Don’t ask me why I came here
I heard hope rained from the sky
My home could’ve been paradise
But a wanderer may tell lies

Don’t tell me that I’m foolish
Don’t blame me for disaster
I traveled from a distant land
Though hope didn’t rain from the sky

Even if I’m frightened
Even if I die
My home was but a paradise
So I left to see the sky

My family never knew me
My friends think I’m a visitor
If home was really paradise
The wanderer would not lie

Don’t tell me that I’m foolish
Don’t blame me for disaster
I’m a traveler who will not return
Though hope didn’t rain from the sky

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Fred Yu writes fiction in the Asian Fantasy Martial Arts epic genre. He is a filmmaker, chef, Feng Shui practitioner, martial artist, and for over a decade was a risk manager in Citigroup. Yu’s first publication, The Legend of Snow Wolf, was published by China Books in 2012, followed by a cookbook in 2017, Haute Tea Cuisine. A martial arts instructional book on his knife system, Yin Yang Blades, was recently released in May 2018. His next novel, The Orchid Farmer’s Sacrifice, is pending publication in January of 2021. Yu is currently a full-time writer and lives in New York City.

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