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
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