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A Drifting One

9/15/2022

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​I am a drifting one,
flying through the sky,
a spirit, invisible to the naked eye.
 
The lone tank man,
the one who stood in courage,
blocking tanks in Tiananmen Square,
full of courage and strength.
This drifting one held his hand,
giving unconditional support.
 
On that fateful bus of change
in the city of Montgomery,
one lady of colour
not moving, full of strength and belief.
This drifting one was there
providing a hand.
 
In Peru, when the plane crashed,
a brave seventeen-year-old
walked out of the Amazon
swollen, infected but alive.
This drifting one guided her downstream
to the opening of civilization.
 
I am the drifting one,
flying through the air of history,
a spirit, invisible to the naked eye.
 
August 4, 2022
©Andrew Scott – Just a Maritime Boy 2022
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