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Footprints You've Made: a short poem

Updated on July 5, 2013
One of my fist paintings by: Brian Loewer
One of my fist paintings by: Brian Loewer | Source

A 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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      Brian Loewer 5 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Good, glad you liked it Crystar. Thanks for the comment and read!

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      Crystar 5 years ago

      Sad but interestingly amazing! Nice painting too. I like it alot.Voted up.

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      Brian Loewer 5 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Hey Simplicity. Glad you like this one so much and the art. You're too kind! Thanks for reading my hubs. -Brian

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      Simplicity4All 5 years ago from Rhode Island, USA

      I must say you have quite a way with words, eloquently written and clearly heartfelt. Intriguing and yet depicts a sense of sadness everyone can relate too at one time or another. Your art is also impressive now im at work and instead of focusing on what im doing im compelled to go through the rest of your writing...a better addiction than the sailor at least haha :)

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      V Qisya 5 years ago

      You're most welcome, Brian :D

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      Brian Loewer 5 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Hey there V!

      A silent cry... now that's poetic :)

      I'm glad I could make you cry... OK. that doesn't sound right, but you know what I mean!

      Haha well thank you once again for the great support. I appreciate the comments from a talented & touching poet such as yourself.

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      V Qisya 5 years ago

      Hi Brian!

      Your paintings and poem captured my eyes, heart and soul.

      I cried in silence ;)

      I felt like crawling into that holes, wanting to search for something...maybe the new beginning :)

      Great work and beautiful paintings, Brian. I loved it! Voted up.

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      Brian Loewer 5 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Wow! Thanks Seek-n-Find. I'm glad it could have such an impact. I appreciate the comment and the support it's a real blessing. I'm glad to hear you have such a passion, the world needs more of your type. So true though, when the world forgets, God always goes after that one who feels alone. Thanks again.

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      Jenna Ditsch 5 years ago from Illinois

      Oh my goodness...you've made me cry. I'm sitting here in the coffee shop, eyes tearing up, and strangers wondering what I'm reading! This is my passion--you've hit the nail on the head. My heart is for the very ones you have described. This poem is awesome. I don't tend to share others' work on a regular basis on my facebook wall (after all, there are so many great things to share, I can't share it all!) but this one I will be posting. This is God's heart--he will leave the 99 sheep to find the one who is lost.

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      Brian Loewer 5 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Thanks a lot Sky... I'll have to get into some of your writing. Appreciate the words.

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      Sky9106 5 years ago from A beautiful place on earth.

      Very nice poem V very nice and filled with strong meaning .

      Way to go. Up and useful.

      Bless.

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      Brian Loewer 6 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Thanks a lot Hillbilly Zen and ali-07, I'm glad you liked it.

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      ali-07 6 years ago from Port Arthur, Tx

      Very beautiful!

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      Hillbilly Zen 6 years ago from Kentucky

      Sometimes us older folks think we're the only ones with "real" problems. Thanks for reminding me otherwise. Up and beautiful, with awesome thrown in for good measure.

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      Brian Loewer 6 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      It's a great honor to have a writer such as yourself spend the time to read & comment on my writings. My attempt has always been to propose a honest and base perspective of a young mans struggles & experiences. I appreciate the validation in my attempts.

      I'm glad to hear you were able to create such an example for your son, and you both were able to rise from the ashes of destrucion victoriously. I commend you for your footprints, and your son for his strength and recovery...

      Thanks for the feedback Saddlerider.

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      saddlerider1 6 years ago

      My young poet, your words have great meaning to this writer. Not only do they reflect much of my past life and the trials and tribulations of addictions and failures, I also felt hope in your verse, I clung to it's meaning and understanding. I to have helped the weak, the derelicts, the needy, the down trodden.

      MY son with his addictions. I stood by him and he then found Hope and fell into my footprints and he is clean now and his life has found meaning and a sense of direction. Keep voicing, sharing your thoughts, keep writing about truth and what's happening now and your voice will be heard....peace and blessings to you my friend. I felt your words.

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      Brian Loewer 6 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      thank you much Ama... Appreciate all your thoughtful comments!

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      Amanda 6 years ago from Texas

      lovely poem. voted up and gave kudos...

      if those we follow would walk further from the rising tides, we would have footprints that lead us on better paths. perhaps they should use stepping stones... time washes them away at a slower pace.

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      Brian Loewer 6 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Thank you larry and kamalesh!

      Thanks a lot Poohgranma, the human condition is such a fun topic to write on... I do seem to revolve most my poetry around it in some way... Your comments are always so encouraging.

      Jinny- thank you much once again. I'm glad you stopped by to comment, it's always great to hear your feedback. Well the four is there because I bought some stencils and wanted to experiment. I'm just starting to explore the art. Starting simple.

      Beata Stasak- haha, I think the most impressive writing is at the bottom of my comments section. Thanks for the compliments, but I love your poem!

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      Beata Stasak 6 years ago from Western Australia

      One night I dreamed a dream

      I was walking along the beach

      wave after wave licked my bare feet

      accross the dark sky

      flashed memories from my life

      for each memory I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand...

      I woke up and remembered

      the last image of an untouched bay

      where no one walked before and no one will walk again...

      I realised our past is just that

      disappearing footprints in wet sand...

      Thank you for your beautiful poem, I just have this fleeting image in my head reading it...

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      JinnyMarte 6 years ago

      It seems like the language of the soul comes fluent to you. If only the footprints we leave would be as deep... Perhaps this world would be on the rise and not on decadence. There is wisdom embracing your words on this poem.

      There is natural flow spread all over the details on your really amazing painting.

      Must inquire about the number four...

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      Poohgranma 6 years ago from On the edge

      Your talent with words and painting are incredible! The first line of this poem, alone, speaks volumes about the way so many feel. You seem to have great depth of understanding about our sad human condition and the state of loneliness that can overwhelm and drag a person under. Amazing write and I love the painting!!!

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      Kamalesh050 6 years ago from Sahaganj, Dist. Hooghly, West Bengal, India

      I like the poem, it's Wonderful.

      Best Wishes,

      Kamalesh

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      Larry 6 years ago from Illinois

      Like it very much.

      voting up and awesome

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      Brian Loewer 6 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Thanks a lot Vinaya! Much appreciated.

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      Vinaya Ghimire 6 years ago from Nepal

      You footprints are now etched in my heart. Wonderful poem.