Footprints inside your soul,

A passport on your travel,

You’re the final goal,

You’re the judge’s gavel,

As every page is turned,

And page by page is then what you see,

The highlights that, in your soul is burned,

And there you are, and say it’s me,

Know they selves, so it’s said,

Do not waver, who you are,

Be always ready though instead,

Be you here or be you far,

That line in the sand,

Is it yours or someone else’s rule?

You can cross it, or you can’t

Or are you someone else’s fool,©26/02/2017