Treasure Island

Samuel Umana


Mirror


Mirror, mirror on the wall
How glorious your reflective is!
Penetrating the marrows it pierces
To tell the very secret of the bone
Tell me what do you see oh mirror?
Where is the scar?
From where will the healing come?

Say it for you can tell it
Who will not have you oh mirror?
Who will not ask for your honest opinion?
A bruised face you oil
A stricken spirit you bind up
Without prejudice you correct
Telling everyone their candid state
Welcoming all trooping to you

Oh mirror on the wall!
Tell us just how we look
Do not forget the scars in our hearts
Relate the picture
That we may know our make up
Mirror, mirror to you we call

Submitted: Thursday, September 05, 2013

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