Mirror Mirror


Mirror Mirror on the wall,

please I beg of you cover yourself

for everytime I see myself I notice him.

He that I give now no name,

He that left for the Heaven in the snow

Of a thousand jokes.

I am left to find my way and that I find undesirable.

Falling fast I am

for guidance, for a sense of wholeness.

A joke I bring forward is that of holiness

and nothing more.

Mirror Mirror on the wall

please I beg of you, see me no more.


Mischief Managed

This poem is about: 
Our world


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