Ribbons and Ash

Ribbons falling all around, they float, they fly up off the ground. Clueless ones, they breathe it in never knowing of their sin. Burnt and torn, harsh words tonight makes it hard to see the light. Moving forward upon the wind pushing, fighting for an end. Shreds are left and drifting now lifting up off the ground. Invading the breeze they all inhale Tears and hope without fail. But sadness lingers, hidden too mingling there, they never knew. Sins of anger, words of spite drifting up into the night. The ribbons dance their angry song poisoned love of all gone wrong. The clueless ones sleep rough tonight they’ve breathed in all the fear and spite. Vengeful ribbons of those we love dance and float way up above. Nothing’s sacred, nothings clear not even the ribbons of those we hold dear.