Echoes of Lost Footsteps
by Terry Wildman



Walking on this road
I’m wondering
What happened to the people
of this land
Geronimo, Sitting Bull, Tecumseh
Echo’s of lost footsteps
in the sand
They are echo’s of lost
footsteps in the sand
Crying out for justice,
shaking like a leaf in the wind
Looking for a new day,
trembling in the palm of Your hand
Yes, we’re trembling in
the palm of Your hand
Walking down this road
I’m asking
Will justice find a way
in this land
Not that I require an answer
But I think I’ll let the question stand
Yes, I think I’ll let the question stand
Crying out for mercy,
shaking like a leaf in the wind
Waiting for the dawning,
trembling in the palm of your hand
Yes we’re trembling in the palm of your hand
Pausing on this road I’m pondering
Will a people who have
faltered rise again
A Voice in the wind will answer
Echo’s of lost footsteps in the sand
There are echo’s of lost footsteps in the sand
Yes, there’s echo’s of lost footsteps in the sand





Copyright © 2007 Terry M. Wildman,
Used by permission, all rights reserved.