Busy with my addictive smart phone,
I sat awaiting my plane’s arrival.
Next to a restless young boy and his dad,
“Papa'” is what the boy called his father.
Overhead erupted a roaring alarm,
Frightening, considering our culture of terror.
The gates were filled with baffled gazes,
And the small boy expressed his fear.
To which his father replied…
“Your a big boy; big boys aren’t afraid”.
He repeated this emphatically,
Until he persuaded the child to agree.
Disconcerting alarm aside,
My heart sunk within my chest.
The message imparted by the father,
Was responsible for my distress.
The lesson taught had me worried.
Would that boy grow up suppressing his fear?
Betraying his natural human emotions,
As he was trained and engineered?
Courage is not the lack of fear,
But the forward movement while afraid.
Hopefully the message that child received,
Will be circumvented in his coming days.