I'll keep on walking though with no inkling where to stop would spell my moral death-- I care not what I'd find there the walking without ceasing shall be my self-purging (but do I really know the root-cause of the burden that I bear?)
most people would swear in their eagerness and self-justifying (with the badge of honour they wear- they did right all their life only the glory of their deeds they will declare)-
nothing I could claim I'm not one of them no certificate of merit have I earned none knows my name (and how free is my heart to know to none I belong no cause to celebrate with none to deliberate beyond love and hate-- life is my choice I have none to blame)-