These are not the feet
that once, brown and bare,
ran on soft beach sand,
and climbed old trees.
These are not the feet
that, laced into football boots
or tennis shoes, ran and ran
on muddy fields and wooden courts.
These are not the feet
that, encased in rubber boots
or leather ones, covered miles
on field trips, or in sheep paddocks.
These are not the feet
that, enclosed in shiny black shoes,
walked the halls of power,
the lecture rooms of academia.
No, these are the feet
of an old man.
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