On top of the
roof
Below insignificantCrawling ants
Wind lifting curls
Floating around
No one looks up
They look down
So low and still
Look down.
Stand on the edge
Standing on toes
Shoulders straightened
Dark blackness below
Jumping up
Unfolding wings
And fly to the sun
To blue sky
To better worlds.
© Darren White
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