A blank check

Was given to me

I could fill it out

With whatever amount

I need

What is the price

Of freedom

Or peace?

Has to be

A few hundred

At least

How much for safety?

I'd sure like that too

Long gone the days

Colored in black and blue

Is that too much to hope for?

Is that too much to ask?

For the world that I love

To simply love me back?...

All of my anger

Burning fumes

Enough to fill

A hot air balloon

It lifts me

Off the ground

And takes me to places

I’ve never found

Floating in this feeling

It all so revealing

Lights up the sky

And reminds me

Why I’m alive

Even in the heat

Of anger

Maybe there is joy

To be found

In the warmth

Of hot air...

An appetite

For hope but

The only item

On the menu

Is dispare

I stare into

Space hoping

Something will

Come out of

Thin air

My plate

Left bare

Another day

Hungry for

Change...