Loneliness of the Long-Distance Walker
Should the election go a certain way…
He was alone.
A man no one chose to know.
Years end loomed.
He wondered if he would finally vanish,
Enjoin the melee of politically scorned,
Destination unknown,
Mode of transport unknown,
Reality exchanged for…
Unknown.
He wandered the beach,
Incessantly searching for attachment,
Finally huddling beneath driftwood,
Meagerly camouflaging his émigré identity.
His sadness was like that of the gulls,
Pursuing scraps and Dorito chips,
Hoping for similar luck surviving
Conscious that I.C.E. had different goals to follow.
In the distance,
The echo of a radio
Announced the election results.
He made himself smaller under
The feeble cover.
They would be coming.
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What the long walk is all about is the well-being of the family back home. At first it's sending money back home and living in miserable conditions with the hope of going back home wealthy. When that doesn't happen, staying on for the freedom for social mobility that comes with hard work and entrepreneurship.
The truth is, rather than having oppressive dictators where they come from, we should provide them with freedom in their own countries, by doing so they will wish to stay there we will wish to take the walk there ourselves.
Ron