Airports

Airports  

All the love ambition 

Prejudice and hurt

Everything processed through 

What we've seen felt done and heard

All the imagination

Incarceration and rebirth

We carry the history

In our unspoken attitudes 

Body language assumptions

And sense of rectitude

We're never above it

It's never far away, I'm sure

Each time I'm in public 

I'm reminded of this dependency

The needs of the many

The rights of a few

All are required to be processed

Through an eight-year old's point of view