Some people ask me
Why I walk barefoot
They say
"It's dangerous"
And in my experience
They are right
But I walk on

The streets are littered with filth
It coats my feet and stains my skin
Glass and stones cut into my flesh
And I bleed onto the ground
A trail of red left in my wake
It hurts
But I walk on

Few understand why
I would put myslef through this
The Pain
The Stink
Wading through the ******* of the world
But I tell them this
I walk on

I walk on because the things that hurt
Are all things that we've made
And if I can move passed them all
They won't be able to hurt me anymore

I walk on because through the mess
Through the hurt
I can feel the ground
The warmth of the sun touching the earth
And I know it's all worth it

So yes
It is dangerous
But I've found that there are great things in this world
Under the layers we've built to conceal it
And though it's painful
The good outweighs the bad
If only you let yourself find it

You may wear shoes if you want
Protect yourself
That is your wish
But I will not
Because covering my feet
Simply means
They will feel nothing at all