A Follower Without Footstep

Immanuel R. Knight

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Struttin’ down sidewalk
Cane in hand, skippin’ to believe
Adventurin’ out the promised land
Dived deep down devil’s concrete
He saw a gospel to declare
Speakin’ God between the lines
Subtly did those strangers stare
Beneath sunny, mackerel skies
Piano staccato echoed out
Tapped right to heaven’s beat
Preachin’ love and bein’ kind
On that cracked and aged street
A follower without footstep
Caught against in gait
Many heard, but most ignored
It ain’t easy struttin’ straight