Thank You Mirror, Mirror

Summoning the face in the Mirror the man calls “Mirror, mirror on my tasteless bedroom wall, Am I the only righteous dude who’s got it all? I’m a Twitter tweeter in everyone’s face, no jest A god-like prototype ascendant above all the rest No one can finagle, lie, cheat, and steal Like me, the master architect of a shady deal Mirror, mirror, am I not the sovereign Top Dog A business guru and vastly envied pedagogue Give me your answer as you usually do I await your reply ever predictable and true.” Speaking, the Mirror says objectively and with candor (In a monotone absent alarm or apparent rancor) “Attempts to equal or best everything you represent Were absent any skill and lacked the power to prevent Lying, cheating, scheming and copious immorality Of the traits you epitomize in your relentless duplicity Bright green dollar signs were tattooed on your rear And as a 14-karat schlemiel no one was your peer But today your lofty roost has toppled it would appear To a superior arrival a compassionate and powerful rival Usurping your reign and promising you a bleak survival For Honor, Humanity, Ethics, Quality and Morality Bonded as one and effectively challenged your inability To behave as a human or exhibit any values or maturity They had the muscle and perseverance to permanently uproot Your corrupted regimé that is für immer (forever) kaput You will never again be hailed as a preferred persona You will dwell with your ilk as persona non grata Even if Hell should freeze over (an unheard of phenomena)". Carol Zic An 81-year old woman, widow, and U.S. Navy WAVES veteran January 15, 2017