Drifters
They come from many
miles away.
Visiting places.
But never stay.
Spreading knowledge
to the ones they meet.
For money, food,
or shoes for their feet.
Speaking of several
lands they’ve been,
and others they plan
to explore again.
Changing directions
like the wind,
on a long journey
that’ll never end.
Copyright © Roderick Antonio Jones | Year Posted 2010
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