Fear Of Flying


My fear of flying controls me
I wish it didn't
But I have no choice to obey the rules
If only there was another way
For India is where my father will be next year
He'll be touring the curry-scented plains
On the two motorised wheels of his choice
All alone, though with others
I wish I could go, but the reality is this
I would die before I'd get there
The fear is too strong
I am not strong enough to live my dreams
Riding an elephant, embracing a new culture
Being with my dear pappy, on a trip of a lifetime
One day... maybe one day...



© 13th July 2004
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