Baby, You Are Fireworks
Huddled in a dark and crowded space, he wanted company, but every time he tried to have a conversation with the others, they ignored him. He wanted more than this safe existence. He wanted freedom.
He planned and thought, but he couldn’t escape so he stayed in the dark. Until one day, a brilliant light flooded the blackness and he and fellows were jostled about. Suddenly he flew, wrapped in something warm and pliable, away from the dark place and into the radiance. A joy filled him, but his freedom was short-lived as he fell, down a long passage to land alone, back in the dark.
Then he felt heat and he launched, airborne and unbound, rising higher and higher until his joy burst in a radiance of vibrant colour and a booming sound.
Far below the crowd gasped, sounds of awe at the pyrotechnics display.