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Tourist not Tuareg

I have visited the lands
where no sign of green is seen
I have walked the desert sands
where the Nomads roam between

the oases which they know
Secrets that they do not tell.
As they wander to and fro
by hidden ways from well to well.

I don’t know how they navigate
A total mystery to me
but I can appreciate.
They see signs I do not see.

Adapted to their habitat,
they have learned to live an thrive
They deserve respect for that
ability to survive.

I am glad I can return
to my own green fertile country.
Leave behind the sands which earn
A lasting place in memory.

23-May-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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