fluttering in the wind,
the hanged paper stays,
people staring at is as if it has sinned,
the tape slowly peeling off as it flutters loose.
Taking flight,
it rises into the air,
it darts from corner to end,
gracing anybody who dares not to catch it.
It\'s spirit now free,
spreading its message,
hoping to be seen as it joins the others in the air