He's in a room that's much too bright,
surrounded by three men who, although smaller than he,
are extremely intimidating.
The camera bag is snatched from his hand and opened.
Books are dumped out on a steel table.
One of the men yells at him, "NO BIBLES IN CHINA!"
The boy appears to be confused.
Another man slams one down in front of him and yells again, "NO BIBLES IN CHINA!"
The boy nods.
They question him for what seems like an hour,
but couldn't have been more than fifteen minutes.
Yelling ... always yelling.
His responses are limited.
Usually, "They're mine," or "I'm just here to visit."
Finally, fed up with his stubborness disguised as ignorance,
they are forced to let him go.
One tells him as he is leaving,
"Much more dangerous to get caught there," he points in the direction of China,
The boys says thanks and hurries out, heart outrunning his feet.
He lost the twenty or so books in his camera bag,
but there were five times that many on his body.
They'd never touched him, however,
which would have surely given him away.
He can see the Dragon Lady staring at him from a distance,
as he starts down the stairs.
When the fog of people and the thick air of Shenzhen greet him outside the doors,
He says to himself, "I think this round goes to you, Caleb."
*Note---"The Dragon Lady" was a name given, not unkindly, to a certain female border patrol....she lived up to it.
--I can neither confirm nor deny the truth of any of the above