Footprints You've Made: a short poem
Trapped in the cracks of a soul lacking focus,
I couldn't find success, I was feeling so hopeless.
I needed a teacher, someone who'd care.
But I was lost and no one was there.
I had drugs on speed dial, but not a mentor to call.
As the wise men wonder, how a young man could fall?
I know I was to blame, but I needed a lesson.
Not even a person, just a footprint to step in.
But it's easy to walk on those who have fallen.
So who's willing to catch those who are falling?
Who will step out selflessly for...
The young rebels with addiction knocking their door?
Or the ones who don't go where ministers preach?
Are those souls too out of reach?
So as the world's busy stoning their Stephen's,
I pray brothers fight for some reason:
For the widow
Or the orphan looking for Eden.
For the derelict
Or the sick looking for healing.
Pray for the persecuted, and even those who do evil.
Fight against yourself, find yourself through upheaval.
And while you go forth, march hard in your ways.
So when someone's lost, they'll see the footprints you've made.
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