I have seen the world. I’ve travelled wide and far I’ve been on boats By rail, by air By truck or even car Who am I?

I have touched many lives And many have touched me Some of them are rich Others striving to break free

I earn money, left and right Making someone rich But some of those who helped to make me Are poor, without a stitch

My life was built in stages (Or you could say, stride by stride) From place to place I travel And to many I am tied

I am the face of nations My tale is bitter sweet. Who am I? Just look downwards For you wear me on your feet. See www.poemsforgeography.blogspot.com for more