Footprints
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I have been ridiculed and mistreated
Because of the color of my skin
It’s been so hard for me to see goodness in mankind
I had to search my soul…so I decided to look deep within
Footprints in the sand vanish from under the howling winds of the great mosaic.
The Mojave lends all but safe passage. mountains rise and fall as the footprints ascend and descend their creviced skin of rock and stone.
Take a deep breath, relax,
Pick up a pen, and write.
Let your mind take you in a direction
Where you’ve never gone before
Wondering upon the depths of a life’s journey
To the rocky plains of the mountain tops
It's just another day, I see the sun through the window blinds
The same people, same problems I worry about too many times.
