Mirror-Mirror

Mirror-mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of us all?
You – my beautiful queen
You are the fairest of us all

Mirror-mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of us all?
You – our majestic queen
You are the fairest of us all

Mirror-mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of us all?
You -our queen of queens
You are the fairest of us all

But then the mirror began to say
Oh Majesty – there is one fairer than you
And with raging jealousy that day
She demanded to know – who?

She comes deceitfully disguised to kill
Consumed by her deathly jealous will
An old woman selling strangling lace
And poison apples hidden in heroes’ face

The gentle trusting princess
Knowing no malice or guile
Enticed – eats the forbidden apple
Entrapped – in the Queen’s sinful vile

She is laid to rest in a coffin that night
Finally erased from the Queen’s sight
Dwarfed close by her dearest friends
This is where the story supposedly ends

Mirror-mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of us all?
You- our beautiful queen
You are the fairest of us all

The queen happy to hear
What she wants to hear
Cherishes the mirror on the wall
Unaware of her impending fall

As is told – the fairy prince arrives
Defeating the kingdom of deadly lies
Kisses the beautiful princess back to life
The priest pronounced them man and wife
Her outcast friends celebrate into the night
And joy spreads through the gloomy land
The cruel queen seeks out her seers’ hand
Who comes to her with trembling and fright

Mirror-mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of us all?

My beloved queen, the seer begins to say
It is the princess you once laid to rest
Who is now brought back to life
The people say – In the light of a new day

She – your majesty, is the fairest of us all
The seer shouted loud and bold
Like a martyr awaiting his fall
This was well worth his age of old

So severe was the queen’s rage that night
Her scream shattered the mirror of insight
A hundred thousand pieces of shining light
Sky strewn – falling earthward broken and bright

We each continue to pick a piece of broken glass
Stained with jealous blood, guilt and shame
Hoping this deathly desire will one day pass
When we will be truly known – fully by our name

Until then we continue to ask…

Mirror-mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of us all?