from behind the grey steel bars he gave his heart to the sky
untethered without any strings not even the faint thread of hope
it burned there for a time brighter than the atomic sun
shining with all the many dreams he gathered
the stories we told him the lives we wished for our children
like him with no official warning-
though we all knew this would happen
it died with one final burst of light
the soldier’s bullet that passed through it
cried in futile sorrow as it fell to earth
the tattered shreds of our destroyed future
drift through the clouds
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