Whisper Mirrors Poem by Marvin Whitfield

Mirrors, Mirrors! ! ! !
you're standing on my wall! ! !
Tell me, tell me! ! !

Is this year 2018! blue! ! !
you are crackling! ! !
before my very eyes! ! ! !


Looking across time,
and space! ! !

Made for the few! ! !

The sun has come, and
gone with the silver wind! !

The clouds are pointing
a silver finger
at me! ! !

6 feet under! ! !
The ground shakes! ! !
6 feet under. the
Under Taker! ! !

It quakes, and smokes
as a cloud of fire! ! !

Frozen in time! ! !
The mirrors
speak as a dragon! ! !

As the walls tremble,
voices out of mid air
sing the Lords prayer! ! !
As out of a silver cloud! ! !
Oh God, a silver fire! ! !

Rains out of an eye,
all the way to the edges
of the earth! ! ! !
Heartbeats of thunder
fill the Lords chest! ! ! !

Lightning flashes from
a purple eye.
Way up in the sky.

As it begins to breathe,
As a Man.
As it begins to breathe
as a Woman.

They are following me! ! ! !
I am losing everything! ! !

I have lost everything! ! !
Graves are 6 feet under! ! !

The mirrors are whispering! ! !
Out of white shadows.

The mirrors are whispering
out of black shadows! ! !

The mirrors are laughing
at humanity! ! ! !

The mirrors are now angry
from their lips! ! !