By my side, my son – cold and hungry
From an hour’s wait at the airport lounge.
His searching eyes unerringly find
The coffee place hidden from public view.
In front of me in lit-up shelves
Cheesecakes, fruit tarts,croissants and more.
The smiling waitress with her generous offer
Of “Latte, flat white or cappuccino, Ma’am?”
At the back of my mind, a news item
A friend had shared on Facebook wall.
Of displaced people with vacant eyes,
Of births and deaths on unpaved roads…
And yet…the cheesecake and cappuccino won the day.