Looking down at balloon hands Inflated with guilt Eyes reminisce of days before memory Passive voices: encourage, meant to nurture A being becoming Now here ringing ears Resound with unrestituted wrongs Unrequited justice is a griefsong For perpetrator and victim Self-admonition is hydrogen To inflate fateful orbs And unending punishment Scorches the earth We can both have it Whisps a third voice But until then Don't light a match On the dirigible Shame