Poetry Month Day 11 – Runaway

Runaway

One phrase
“This is the County Sheriff’s office”
stops my heart and reverberates
across the afternoon.

Fears ease for me.
I realize my child is home safe, if shaken
by the news

But another child, beloved of God
Created with joy, beaten down by life,
is not.

Not safe.  Not home.

What would possess her to leave
without warning
without a word?

Words.
Carelessly spoken
Crashing down from great heights
Weighted down by hatred, ignorance, fear
breaking through  walls rebuilt nightly
in desperate, furtive calls to friends

Crushing guilt
Suffocating shame

When the heart can no longer wait
for the freedom to sing its unique song
It must die

Or break free

May this freedom not bring new bondage
Deeper pain
Death
Or worse.

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