They have no home other than the endless road
They know no life other than
the restless journey
They have no friends other
than the nomadic clan
They know no trade other than
the merchants' way
Pre-dawn sees them strung out
across the urban desert
Gathering disparate goods for
use and barter and sale
Blending effortlessly into
their surroundings, their passing goes unnoticed
Except by alert street guards
who bark their respectful acknowledgement
These are the masters of
survival, living off the land
These are the teachers of
solidarity, sticking by their kin
These are the genii of
commerce, finding value in everything
These are the scholars of
philosophy, knowing life's worth
Oh, caravan of hope, may you
discover oases on your parched trail
May you reap rich rewards from
your creative enterprise
And may you one day lay aside
your weary trolley load
And wonder no more about the
life of the unwanted wanderer
Copyright 2002
2 Homeless: Caravan Of Hope (Pdf print version)
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