Meet Me In Waitangi
The feud in our families vetoes our bond
We’re stood back to back for fear we’d abscond
They force you to walk, keep moving, don't stop
At gunpoint I’m ordered to walk ’til I drop
So each step we take is two further apart
But nothing will crush the intent in our heart
So walk, run or drive, take a boat or a plane
Just as I shall till I see you again
Someday our footprints will meet in the sand
And no man shall stay me from taking your hand
For twelve thousand miles will bring you to to me
And we’ll be together in Waitangi
***
[Waitangi is in the Chatham Islands, New Zealand and
is very very nearly London’s antipode (opposite point on the globe).
London’s actual antipode is 800 km away in the Pacific Ocean
but meeting up in a couple of rubber dinghies seemed a little
Far fetched.]
2 May 2021
Contest: Footprints
Sponsor: Carolyn Derbyshire
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2021
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