A print so uniquely made
On the sand of time.
Fascinating in an unusual manner
On and on it goes
Seemingly endless
Following you everywhere you go
Like a baby running after its mother.


The print bears an identity
Whether good or evil
Too unique to be bad
Which is yours?
Shooting up arrows and sheltering
Under the cover of darkness
Light will definitely shine
And the arrows will find you.


Which is yours?
Helping the impoverished
Lifting the broken and crippled
And teaching them how to walk
You definitely are making a print
In the sand of time
For your generation yet unborn,
Shall reap what you have sow


Which print do you want to leave
Long after you are gone
What do you want to be remembered for
When you reach the world beyond


Wisely, make a choice
Because you are leaving a print
In the sand of time.
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