One who strays pays the simplest phrase, that he lived his life decayed, estranged from taking center stage, a blurry haze seemed to save face, strange place, that's how the pain taste, lame waste, same race, his deed to save grace paved his case to embrace, the trace of a space, lies cased, eyes paced, for a wider mind of his kind in this time, free the course inclined, to remind binds to twine.