The plane only landed, it seems, yesterday
And now I’ll be boarding another, come what may
But it isn’t to home I am heading (not yet)
Rather into a past that we cannot forget
Is it my past? Not quite – it’s my people’s, you see
Yet it really is relevant to all, even me.
The aim is to see and to learn and to feel
What life was like then, what we had, what was real
What we subsequently lost, through no fault of our own
Or was it? It’s true that you reap what you’ve sown…
And so I start packing, with much trepidation
For this Trip really is about me, and my nation
I’m fearful - almost – about what I will learn
But it’s vital, I think, and the knowledge I yearn
So even if you don’t get the chance I will get
Just search for yourself, for a moment – you may yet
Learn, and remember – just never forget.
- For MD, my faithful fan ; )
