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?