It begins at dawn,
The palpable excitement as we ascend,
Banking left and banking right,
We rise & rise,
I close my eyes
I feel a gentle tap
A tall gentleman hovers over me.
I dream, I sleep
I suddenly feel
The impact of rubber on tarmac
The screeching of tyres
Sudden impact
I then realize
I'm Home.
Accra,18 January 2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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