Broken Mirror Part 2
The Mirror hanging on
My wall, showed me all the truth,
But it was not what I wanted to hear
Or even wanted to do.
So I refused to listen-
I cursed and said, "I'm Thru!"
I took the chair in my hand
And broke it into two!
Broken Mirror on the wall
Still Spoke kindly to me-
Even though I would not listen,
I refused to even see that
This was the lesson
I begged for, The lesson
I asked Him to teach-
Is it right for me to
Give up and complain
When things are beyond my reach?
Said the Mirror on my wall,
"And why are you angry with me?"
Do you think wallowing in
Your self-pity will ever
Make you truly free?"
With tears in my eyes
And a burden on my heart-
I turned around and cried,
Even though I broke the mirror
I will surely try to
Repair what I have broken
And fix what I have done....
The change has already started
And a new me has just begun.
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