Perilous Flight
A Perilous flight
The flight from Hong Kong to Manila had more
passengers than seats
Give room to pregnant women, the stewardess shouted
I was in a deep sleep
In the aisle, people sat like rowers, bent heads as the plane took off
three-hour flight air in the cabin stuffy
when the heroic had given up their seat for any woman whether
she was pregnant or not, I opened my eyes
they took chances, in the eighty’s money had changed hands
In Manila, I drank a cold beer.
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