A poem about prejudice using balloons and later it was overcome by using force.

Balloons One Day – Susan Varo 4/22/96

While floating down

The street one day

When I was on

My merry way

I bounced upon

What came real soon

Unlike myself

A red balloon

I felt real friendly

When I started to say

I’d like to play with you

If you’re going my way

The red balloon

Seemed angered with fear

So I stopped in my tracks

I could not go near

The red balloon said

Your strings as long as a kite

You don’t look like me

You’re as dark as the night

But I wanted a friend

A balloon in a troop

So I spotted some others

Together in a group

The all looked at me

Then floated away

I was so alone

And filled with dismay

The red balloon was there

And a yellow humming a tune

And said we don’t play

With a blue balloon

The sun shoned upon me

And smiled with a gleam

I asked it to tell me

Did it know what they mean

It said they are different

With them you must stop

I have seen many strings

From blue balloons popped

What do I do

I wanted a friend

I’m more than a string

There’s a balloon on one end

The sun said don’t worry

But it’s a terrible plight

The red balloon said

I’m as dark as the night

The sun told the clouds

And they blew a strong wind

On those other balloons

Who started to spin

The balloons were so frightened

They shrieked we will pop

You can play blue balloon

Honest we’ll stop

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  • emmahaynes on Oct 12, 2009

    I get the sense that this relates more to people than balloons, great piece. Just suggestion but you might want to try and rework the stanzas here :)

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