Poem - Stoning the Mirror
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 12:00 am
A poem Victor wrote in response to someone who didn't like hearing the truth about themselves - January 2011:
Stoning the Mirror
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Wherever did you get your gall?
I’m not guilty of such things at all!
Mirror, mirror, take a fall!
I have a different image in my mind,
Of myself that’s much more kind;
A finer person you’ll never find.
Surely, mirror, you are blind!
Mirror, mirror, full of lies,
What you show me, I despise;
What I see, my heart denies,
Things not fit for holy eyes!
Who holds this mirror before my face?
I find your judgment cruel and base.
Is your agenda my disgrace?
You need to learn and take your place.
I will now even the score;
I will escape what I abhor.
Crash goes the mirror to the floor,
A false impression to give no more.
Now I live but shattered dreams.
There is no longer peace, it seems,
Only eyes full of beams,
A state no decent being esteems.
Victor Hafichuk
Stoning the Mirror
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Wherever did you get your gall?
I’m not guilty of such things at all!
Mirror, mirror, take a fall!
I have a different image in my mind,
Of myself that’s much more kind;
A finer person you’ll never find.
Surely, mirror, you are blind!
Mirror, mirror, full of lies,
What you show me, I despise;
What I see, my heart denies,
Things not fit for holy eyes!
Who holds this mirror before my face?
I find your judgment cruel and base.
Is your agenda my disgrace?
You need to learn and take your place.
I will now even the score;
I will escape what I abhor.
Crash goes the mirror to the floor,
A false impression to give no more.
Now I live but shattered dreams.
There is no longer peace, it seems,
Only eyes full of beams,
A state no decent being esteems.
Victor Hafichuk