Presence prevoked the present purpose,
that of the unknown..
Protect they said, the ones with power;
ever unknown, the ones alone..

"Why the head?" I asked myself;
"Wiser start below?"
They said: "The head will tell the tale,
footprints never show."

No?...

No! "Instead" I said to same,
"you're waisting perfect thought"
The head's to blame, the power present
nothing stays the same.

I said to same: "Stand aside,
and let me prove you wrong.."

"Those prints ahead are mine today, and always will belong."