Park Bench Tales and other writings

Thoughts and writings reflecting the poet within and the activist


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We are one but many

We are one but many

I walked the road determined and convinced

Wondering what this particular day would hold

I became ware of another walking by my side

With a smile asked me about my destination

I responded that it was my duty to march

They asked for a reason for my intention

I said I marched for freedom and equality

To stand against oppression and discrimination

To stand for the asylum seeker in their quest

To stand for women and their right to choose

So many causes that I wished to follow

All were part of that grand idea of liberty

They smiled and asked could they walk with me

We walked a little further and met another

Passing the time of day on the lawn

He inquired of our purpose and destination

Then joined us because he felt the same

Then we came along a lady hanging washing

Who wondered why we marched along the way

Our purpose struck a chord now we were four

And every mile we walked we added more

Very soon we became a column waving banners

Mocked by some but joined by many

We were the wave of change nobody could ignore

We are one but we are many marching on

Towards a destination where all are equal

Sharing in responsibility as we walk each mile

I see hope hope and opportunity in each smile

Our belief in humanity will be our guide

The destination was to be a central square

Journeys that had led a hundred thousand there

Yet each had started out along the road alone

Now it felt as if we all were coming home

The hooded figures with guns stood in our way

Convinced we were terrorists who should never exist

Until thousands became a million then they turned and ran

Copyright: David Hopcroft January 2026

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