Ugly Is True
Karen Hallenbeck-Sikorsky-George BS,RN
February 3rd, 2007
Mottled day, repeats and spins, the nausea churns inside
Red flames from places unknown ignite, burrow deep where
No garden grows, release me from the bondage that holds
Me hostage without rope, jail cell wall, or guard it is
True, so ugly am I, recognition stops, pilot light bends
Gas fumes escape, the prisoner encapsulated is just you
My prince is flying in a jet plane
Remembers he that I am of him and
Beautiful as crystal glass, he never
Knows this side of me, most of me
Somber wooden legs do not bend, this walk is forever, the
Sky is thick, my eyes cannot see above the one cloud that
Mutes spirit, crashes with discordant wrath and sweat
Forms begging beads on my tired brow, LOST in a vapor
Rat maze is me, there is no you (here), and a penny found
Is gone, the riches are spent, and no escape exists, explode
A cannon in the metropolitan city no one
Seems to care, a tiny butterfly begs
Air space and she flies gently above the
Acres of ugly wasteland below her, never
Look back, to years of time spent growing family, nurturing
Black and evil depressed acts, to church bells pealing and
Escaping the destined hearing of the free, to that one
Angel anointed with oil, she is a small figment of this
Warped, twisted, and locked mind, oh gentle heart of love
Reach forward, do marathon mile for me, save me from myself
Endless minute become tomorrow, resurrect a
Tree of shade to sit beneath in cool peace
Formidable corn stalks are new to sight and
There might be one story book tale not read
Touch the trembling limb (it is me) and unfold the wrapped
Package sitting in the post office for weeks, unsigned for
"No one is home" and remind your neighbor you are "alone"
Unable to eat, to stand, to breathe, and you might die
This night alone, unfettered, free to escape, but trapped
Beyond the wall of rainbow sky in ugly reverie, just you
Ribbons, bows, party gifts sweet smiling faces
No voice can sing the strength of newness
Rebirth of one to the broken mirror within
The light goes on and it is gentle, you are
Invited back in
Humankind welcomes you
Repeat not the crime of
The first life, ugly is true
It is not, you...
