Poetry

Monday, 23 February 2026

Footprints in the sand

 When you're on your own

And you feel let down

Like a wheel of chrome

In an all white town

When the crows have flown

And your levee's down

And your river's flowed

And the water's brown

Hold out your hand

So you won't drown

He's a walking on water

Wears the thorny crown


Won't you Save me Jesus

I need your help right now

I'm on my uppers

My last supper's drowned

In poisonous wine

I'm wearing the lepers frown

They've all left me to suffer

In this one horse town


When the fear creeps in

It floods your heart

You don't know where to begin

You can't hardly start

I want to believe in him

I want to believe in Art

But my patience has worn thin

Just like the ice on the Dart


I'm walking along the beach

Two sets of footprints in the sand

Then there's only one

I don't understand

Where has he gone?

Why's he abandoned me

In my hour of need

He's off out to sea

But it's not true

I'm not alone indeed

When you think it's only you

You see he was carrying me

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