Copenhagen Airport, on line to check in

when a stocky, older gentleman

with a graying crew-cut and sandals suddenly

begins screaming in German,

“Freiheit! Freiheit!”

waving his passport around over his head.

It takes a minute or two

until he is surrounded by airport security guys

in their tall boots and yellow flak jackets.

They’re confused, talking to him calmly,

but he keeps on screaming,

“Freiheit! Freiheit!”

waving his passport around over his head.

Then a woman security agent

enters the scene, talking softly,

(I can barely hear her

and she’s right next to me)

touching his arms gently.

He calms down then,

he’s sweating, his eyes bulging wide,

mouth so dry, but he calms down then.

And I think how there’s nothing

like a woman’s soothing voice

to calm a man down

and that if this were the States

that poor old fellow would’ve been down

on the ground a long time ago.

 

 

 

Freiheit! Freiheit!

Text Box: Michael Estabrook

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