Ugly morning
Lucifer’s wife
Snatches a soul
Then runs away.
Ugly people.
Nothing will change (how I feel).
Do your dance (as the world burns).
Sing your song (into your pillow).
Sip your tea (from a chipped china cup).
Kiss the moon (from a nightmare).
Wait for the dream (from a crucible).
Nothing will end (my love).
Agony on the water.
Flagellation in the air.
She wears the thorny crown of Childhood.
She carries the cross of Womanhood.
He crucifies Motherhood,
Then wipes her face with a veil.
Nothing will ease (my dolor).
It will be done
on earth as it is in hell.
Ugly people.
The ride is free.
Not free of pain.
I don’t mean that ugly.
Stacy Rambles 
sending love. Speaking peace. Comfort. My family went through this with my brothers daughter. Oh, so many many many years ago and the anguish it caused. May Angels bring and speak peace and love to you and to sweet one without ceasing.
Thank you, Kim. There is no evil that compares to that which ugly people call justice.