Footprints on wet sand
Snaking their way
Where are they going?
Who made them?

Happy or sad?
How can one tell?
Footprints keep the secret
Only show somebody went this way.

Was it he?  Why does it matter?
Yes, it does, I need to know
Must be, look at the footprints
Manly man’s impressions!

Or was it she?
Is she running away?
From what? Bad relationship?
Or, running to? Her new lover?
Or just to get a run in wet sand
Does it matter, really?

I don’t know her
I wish I did
I’d like to know
What, why, where?
Damn it!

No footprints going the other way
Did they come back?
Or was neither he nor she?
One would never know!

Are these the last footprints?
If they didn’t come back, why not?
Did they become a prey?
Should I pray?

What if they didn’t want to come back?
I don’t want my prayer to go waste
Afraid payers have limits
Only a few will be answered.

If I follow the path
Where will it take me?
Who knows?
Just like life!