Fossilized footprints, founded upon no intent
Looking for first ladies’ man with baby, beginning
Only one foot landed, so where are the many?
So crazy, that one instep is kept to impress
Like Black Madonna’s still worshipped explicitly
Meanwhile, the proof, is swept away from memory
So the story is proctored for seasons to solve antiquity
Conclusions fudged for consistency, little grains of iniquity
Manifest Destiny reaching from mounds along the Mississippi
So no question whose first, but, whose next is the ageless question…….
Windswept imprints can both reveal and replace is such a lasting lesson…..