The Ugliest Of Them All

Elisabeth Simpson

Hello? If you are listening to the voice of my thoughts. Then you listen to the ugliest Human Being to walk the world.

Mine is the darkest ugliness no man has set upon eyes.

You wonder why I have a voice to speak. I will tell you. Who said that you, as great as you are. Know even the taste of beauty? For man is foolish enough to be tricked by the eye.

Of what he sees.

I have a dark life. Even up to now. As I speak of who I am. I am tired of the world. For taking you. And judging you. For who you are. Even not only. By face. By beauty.

Even by skin. Even by colour. Even by gender. Even by social position. And looks. And language. And... Who you really are.

Let us heal the world. For that is only. The one way. To heal ourselves. It all started with a tale of love I would never forget. Because that was mine. My tale.

But yes! We do never fall in love! Yes! We! Those thrown out by the world. Oh! Yes we! Those 'different' from the rest. By what measure has thine seen?

That we differ?

This is not me. They are my only words. For they have a life in them. A life of heir own. For letting them pass.
It is only through so. That I reveal my heart.