"Very little he owned..."

Very little he owned was even worth taking, -

He tried to pack light so the plane could rise.

His gaze was tranquil, his hands unshaken,

He stepped on the tarmac to be baptized.

All links to the past now completely severed,

A country behind him, with her back to him.

I can almost see him - at thirty-seven, -

A wife and two kids, and it’s - sink or swim…