Gatwick Airport Poem by Mary Champion

Gatwick Airport

Person scanned and scrutinized;
stripped of dignity,
relieved of all potential weapons;
lethal and otherwise.
Threat to life and limb assessed
and classified acceptable.

Then a trail of travellators
through an interminable terminus
till we board our jet-propelled
sardine-can.

The appeal of armchair travel
has never been stronger.

Wednesday, February 19, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: airport,travel
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