Ugly In A Box

May 23, 2012 Inspring, Poetry 0

by Lilly Baxley

Four strong corners

A perimeter,

Not to be breached

A society,

Scared of what’s different,

They hide what they don’t want to see.

But rebellion pops up,

In the sun, they seem strange

They crawl from their prison

A jail,

A box of shame.

An ugly,

That was locked away

The pretty had hoped


But they came to stay.

About Lilly Baxley

Stage manager, theater lover, artist in various forms. poetry writer and wannabe killer of zombies! (Michonne in the making)


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