Queries Poem by grace mariner

When you look in the mirror tell me what do you see?
Are you really the man that you thought you would be?
Is it hard to maintain the appearance of good,
when you know that so often you don't do what you should?
Did you teach your son values and the honorable parts,
Then yourself do deny them at expense of pure hearts?
Are you wicked and evil like some mystic troll
as you tear down their hope and mangle their soul?
Or are you more subtle, with words of such charms,
that your victim lies languid and soft in your arms?
Would your mother be proud?
Would your father be glad,
to know that their boy is so wickedly bad.
You will face her one day, this entity you mock,
as you go round full circle like the hands of a clock.
You will then understand how to self inflict pain,
as she comes to collect what you thought was your gain.
I could curse you, and hurt you and cause yo to vex...
cause you to stumble with one simple hex.
But I'll let my dear sister deliver that blow,
when payment is due and deception must go.
Your deceit will glow bright, like a raging hot flame,
as indiscretions step forward and call out your name.
So look in the mirror.
See what you see.
It will all come full circle!
So mote it be!