Submitted by : rosmani on Poem Stories

Profiling a Screen

My name or my face,
leaps ahead of me to erase
any randomness in selection math,
on every airport security path.

Not able to hide either,
I pensively approach the counter.
Cringing with apprehension inside,
politely respectful on the outside.

Ignoring knowing stares,
from other fellow travelers,
I am a silent participant
in my own public abasement.

Its for your own safety, some keep saying.
Politically incorrect profiling,
saves lives and property.
Just like internments did last century.

Rashid Osmani; Jan 29, 2010
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