Hey ho, we are backpackers on the go,
Nomads of this century and long ago, .
Ready for far horizon, hot or cold
Ready for challenges, new and bold.
Like camels struggling across the desert sand,
Take big strides or strive in no-man`s land.
Like fairy-tale heroes in the wild, wild wood,
Fly or flee; run, rush or pause, whatever the cause or mood.
We are nomads in life`s prairies, green or lean,
See strange places and things, long lost or unseen.
Dare to be here or there - to seek life, love and beauty rare,
Without a care, nor bother about who stop and stare.
Just pack away your troubles into the garret.
Life is to be lived; it`s too short for regret.
Hey ho, young and old, come and join the pack -
As nomads on the go and ready to trek or track,
Round the world with your pack on your back,
Ever ready to pack and pack and then unpack.
(Backpackers Song - A song of new nomads. The poem is dedicated to the wonderful backpackers who stayed at Andrew's ServiceWorld Hostel in Chinatown, Singapore) Photo Title: The Backpackers © Yip Cheong Fun / Andrew Yip. The photograph taken on 28 October,2008, shows Peter, Johannes and Alfred at the backpackers hostel in Singapore. Andrew's five ServiceWorld: Hostels in Singapore were closed upon his retirement in 2023.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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