Man of Purpose

I am a man, 

I am with purpose

But none,

misplaced I am,

Like a random letter 

that forms a word in a sentence 

a sentence in a paragraph,

of a yet to be completed tale

smuggled abroad

I am illegal cargo

comfort I forgot along time ago

for the greener pasture

I submit to this capture!

Shall I find?

My purpose then,

or will it be peril...

here I am now,

still in transit

where I go, I cannot see it

yet incessantly I seek it

I am a man, 

I am with purpose

But none