Release me past morning breath and across divides,
Release me where struggle, spin and a sell subsides.
Release me among the smog, cleansing souls of black,
Release me to whitewashed rooms to dispel attack.
Release me before bread, I’ll bring you to your knees,
Release me for eyes wetter than reverent, endless seas.
Release me to a friend and let me be theirs to be,
Release me into the skin of a long held enemy.
Release me like a yellow balloon into moody skies,
Release me so cruelty from ill word and action dies.
Release me in adults for inner children do laugh loud,
Release me and keep me not in a deathly shroud.
Release me upon this world like seeds angels sow,
Release me now, long before the final horn will blow.
Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.
Note: This post serves to fulfill two prompts. The poem is a contribution for the call to action against cyber-bullying by Georgia and Traces of the Soul. The picture is for Sahm’s Random Acts of Poetry where I’ve attached the poem to a yellow balloon and it has set sail, no littering intended, although my conscience tells me otherwise.