Trinity Footprints from Mississippi Ganges by Ned Evett

Let the children play
Smoke a demon out
Let them read about the giant rock
That took the dinosaurs down
Sidewalks tumbling
Down faded roads
Silent chords sound the way to Rome

Out in old New Mexico
Singing in silence where the rooftops rose
I can see Trinity's footprints
Inside my soul

Its a new horizon
Scattered tribes
Show me electric spider lines
I can see the gathering strength
Through the gathering storm
Prey upon the ones yet born

Diminishing trees
Industry's shade
Draw the bottom line to your breast
And let the arrow escape
Choose your trophy
Choose a hurricane
Just remember your bullets can be boomerangs

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