I remember one time I was walking down the street..
and this one poem my grandmother use have hanging on the wall came to me .
it was called footsteps in the sand..
so as you can think I had to look down to the left and right of me..
cause I want to see if as they say Jesus was walking with me...
and ill be damn. there was footsteps right on the side of me..
surprised and disbelief cause it's hard to believe that the man upstairs is walking down the streets with me...
then I had to question what I seen cause instead of just Jesus I sawore the devil was walking with me to ..
©ricardo
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