for a full second,
I left my kite to waver in the dawn.

as the birds flew against the color,
I watched it quiver
in the loneliness.

but as the competition gained
plight
much stronger than before;

that moment got melted
like ice on fire
and I was again
reminded of the harsh 'unintentional' cruelty.



I once again danced through
the silence,
challenging myself not to cry.