Handing Out Balloons in the Jungle - POEM of the MONTH!

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Handing Out Balloons in the Jungle

On the sun scorched streets of barred windows
A demonstration boasts the bird at the pigs
Drifting in and out of the smoking chaos –
She’s handing out balloons in the jungle
 
Yellow, purple and Sunkist orange
Children lost of any innocence
Laugh at the colorful display
And join in the revelry
 
A shot rings out
Blue falls
 
On the frigid eastern horizon of a proud capital
A stubborn madman clings to old ways of war
Against the will of the oligarchs and allies –
She’s handing out balloons in the jungle
 
Yellow, blue, white and cherry red
Generations of the past century
Dread to relive a new threat
And cry out for a yield
 
A shot rings out
And red rises

On the ancient gates of a nation fighting to be holy
A centuries long rival launches its deadly hate
The seven seas are tossed amongst opinion –
She’s handing out balloons in the jungle
 
Orange and  . . .  fiery yellow and white
Streak across a midnight starless sky
And reflect off the iron dome
But it’s not fireworks
 
A shot rings out
Green envy

 
In the depths of the lush mysterious continent
A mother holds her young among the troop
The eyes of Turaco keep a vigilant watch
She’s handing out balloons in the jungle
 
Spring water blue and trumpet yellow
Buffalo, elephants and leopards
Share in the colorful display
And join in a loud chorus
 
As laughter rings out
And all colors echo