The Drifter
Now Jack was a man who had seen much
as an army brat he travelled the world
never really making friends at each stop
he slipped into the role of soldier
Soon was made up to major in the Mps
betrayed by his superiors he began to drift
moving from town to town, just a backpack
to his name doing odd jobs here and there
Trouble seemed to find him where ever he was
always ready to help the underdog sort problems
living under the blanket using president's names
foot loose and certainly fancy free with no ties
Looking for him is like looking for a ghost
your best chance is a message left at his bank
and maybe if he is intrigued enough, he may
just look you up and sort out your strife
One thing you should know for sure
is one morning he will be gone on his way
the vista of the blue unknown calling
for now Jack drifts along life's highways
Based on Jack Reacher books by Lee Childs
written by Shadow Hamilton
contest: Become a fictitious character taken from a book (or a movie) !
MP's short for military police
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