Though poorly walking, anyway it's on.
Not so much "going down", as "coming up":
from Southern tip of good ol' Wilson's Prom.
into the town of Melbourne (with it's Cup).
On Monday, Twenty-fifth of September,
'bout Twenty-seventeen years from his walk;
the plan's to start, if I can remember
(that's rightly), from the South tip, t'wards Cape York
(I mean the North of that) Peninsula
that's up the top of this the Northern Isle
(of two main Islands of Australia).
I mean to do it all in "walker" style.
The first leg of the journey's from the Southern edge,
with nature's fierce winds and waves that roar.
And though at times we may sleep under hedge -
will journeying help civilize us more?
This and other questions we'll be seeking
some answers to, as we walk on this trail.
Technology's advances (like the Sea King
those helicopters, & good drugs) avail
to help us up when we have fallen down.
So we are glad of good things that have come,
but much more than the "things", are smile and frown
& learning to live with, who we've come from.
So though we're going slowly, bit by bit,
we're trying to learn from who's been this way,
especially if their aim is peace, to wit
we're one blood, even if not DNA.
Pauly L. Walker
