For each moment that encapsulates her emotions,
her heart flies away
The old man down the street playing with his little boy
Makes her smile and crack a bit
The beggars at the corner who can fully provide for themselves but choose not to
The chick of the hen that cannot keep up with its siblings because it lost a leg to a nylon wrapper
The men and women so flamboyantly dressed cramped up in a hot, rickety bus
She walks around absorbing life with so much passion it makes her pulses rage
For each time it prepares to take off, her ribs crack and her chest bleeds
With tears in her eyes, she wonders, why is everything so beautifully ugly?