The Aircrew Tale (in Quarantine)

As there lay hanging with a strike of vanity 

On the hanger of my cupboard 

A dress in tint of black and red

That speaks of chronicles, of most often unsaid,

Who adorns it, lives and dreams in it, to never perish 

While to live a life beyond futile anguish!!

The glitz and glamor is woven by

The call for duty with measures of safety 

Where consideration is decorated 

With a pleasant attitude, words mostly ornamented

A keen spy in the skies for foes and follies

The uniform speaks of a standard beyond possibilities!

With the best of ability, insight, and

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attention 

And honour towards commitment for duty 

A lass, a lad arises up towards the sky,

Some tantrums, sometimes annoying, but never questions ‘why’,

Where their ‘second home’ hospitality prevails, besides,

In their voice of authority, humanity also resides!!!

As the resume of flights awaits for all

In this hour of distress and pandemic 

Flight attendants anticipate countdown for obligation,

While most performs as ‘line of work’ without hesitation,

Others long for its worthy recompense with success!!!

And everyone awaits the skies with wings of bouncing prowess!!