Hand Luggage Poem by Frank Bana

Always carry a new pair of socks
When you start on a long plane ride

Bring a book that is sacred to you
Herbal sleeping aids

A picture of your child
To put by your side

Between medicine and memory
You will find what you need to survive

In the pressurized hours
You will think of Dad's advice:

Remember the cost of every thing
Find out the truth about belief

If there's some religion that you need
Create it for yourself

If you want to build anything
Start right at the start

And just when the sweet world is winning
The lessons of life come at you hard....

That's when you wake up in your seat
In a sweat, spilling the coffee

Wishing there was a clean shirt
In your hand luggage

To cover up your heart.