The TSA man glared at me.
I flinched and stepped back.
I forced a grin to let him know I was alright,
a loyal American--you'll get no trouble
from me, I wanted him to know.
Yes, take my daughters.
See, I won't protest. I know what has to be done.
There are terrorists everywhere.
I know what has to be done.
I'm not some wild-eyed radical.
You'll get no protest out of me.
Here (I grin) take my daughters.
I'm a loyal American.