“Just a moment”

“Hi, how are you”

And “Passport please”

Turns into “it’s a matter of national security”

Words repeated

Every thirty second

Make it seem like

The entire world depends on it

The second hand ticks

So so slowly

People pass us by

Working like controlled machinery

And then I wait

But then TSA are running

I whip my head back

Alarms are now blaring

It’s chaos

I clutch my bag, tight to my check

Murmuring a silent prayer

As I am herded with everyone else

Letting god take care of the rest

I feel fat tears

Slip down my face

And we my heart thunders

I look out at when it should be-the plane

I should be in the air right now

But instead I’m huddled with everyone else

People I have never seen

The only reason

I’m not caving in on myself

I turn to the ceiling

My vision now blurring

And ask God

“Why me?”

And stifle

A cry

Always stuck

In the wrong time

Wrong place

And then

Law enforcement arrives

Murmuring words of comfort

Telling us things are now alright

It was just a false alarm,

No need for a fright

But then I think

How feeble are our lives

To actually realize

It doesn’t matter

Who lives

And who dies