My Prayers
The turbulence sent us right off the edge
My earphones started to ping
The man in the front with the big headset on
was twirling his hair and twisting his ring
There wasn’t a way to know the real truth
The pilot had come and then gone
The telex would report this nightmarish mess
And the TSA staff would flaunt their brawn
But it had to be something, an error or flaw
That sent us bumping on by
I winced, and I prayed to God and his men
Wishing an apostle was right by my side
But praying and wishing are no easy task
When the guy next to you starts to puke
So I will be okay with bumps in the sky
When I know that this was all a fluke
©2025 CBialczak
HANDSET EARPHONES. TELEX
Stine Writing 
Honestly, I’m not much of a fighter either. There have been times that I have screamed in frustration but usually not so much anger as a “just leave me alone” cry.
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Thanks for the inclusion. I have to be honest, I have never had a bad flight, not that I’ve had very many though!
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You must have been sitting next to Sparky! He has to take his motion sickness meds or even a slight tilt to the plane has him reaching into the seat back for that little white bag!!
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