Footprints
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
I don’t have a clue in the world
Tell me, “What did I ever do to you?”
I now see the problem isn’t mine
The ignorance I’ve faced has been purely …You!
There’s no need to say anything else to me
I’m stronger than ever before
You will not hinder me any longer
Your words will not hurt me anymore
I’m fed up with being afraid
It’s time for me to take a stand
I know that I will be victorious
Because I saw His footprints in the sand
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