Preaching Irregularity

Beware of falling into woe
Like lemmings off a cliff do go.
A trodden path bodes often ill,
Certainty can certain kill.
Keep to the mists, heed not the main,
But be the needle that sews your skein.
Every cloud does have a touch of grey,
Regardless, that is not to say
Redemption cannot be by choice;
Your strength resides within your voice.