Saturday, March 7, 2015

Airport

As some would know travelling is tiring, 
From booking the flights and a car, 
Places you're aspiring to see 'cause they're admiring. 
Accommodation and travelling insurance as you're going far. 

Driving to the airport to find parking, 
Checking in the bags and getting boarding passes, 
It's clearly a long journey we're embarking, 
Going through security removing metals including glasses. 

Waiting at the boarding gates for hours, 
Uncomfortable take offs from the plane, 
Relying on the pilot to do the right thing, this will is not ours, 
Hoping that he will fly on the right lane. 

That annoying moment when you feel airsick, 
Knowing that when you land you'll start the whole process all over again, 
Travelling can really be epic, 
Hoping to arrive on the other side not really sure when. 

I'm writing this poem sitting on the boarding gate,
With a 5 hours wait in Perth to Johannesburg airport, 
Though the feeling of seeing my family and mates is great,
Pregnant with ideas and skills to export.  

Airport

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