A TIME TO REFLECT
A TIME TO REFLECT
I am a dark mirror, hung on this wall
People pass by me and hardly glance
My purpose is not a mere reflection
But to show every single imperfection
It is why few stop and adopt a stance
I’m unsure if there is any point at all
Yes, all images are of course, reversed
What was left is right as it now appears
But unlike my cousins with shiny glass
Whose raison d’etre is often mere farce
I am now used to reflecting their tears
As they still look at me and feel cursed
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2024
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