Man In The Mirror Poem by Wilson Tinotenda Waison

Difference

To stood firmly before the mirrors of times
With a gaze deeply into the refraction out
I taste no dissimilarities in the portrait in
Nor to tell the mystery behind the reframe

The eyesores blares the picture perceived
A mirage far across,turns the plague pool
Of impetuous minds. Affairs so absurd too
With the man in the mirror, Inevitable call

Further to turn up the clock, elusive spelt
The man in the mirrors, turns a perpetrator
Of ills, corruption bored in incubators each
Mos. past, peasants never being optimistic

History was, is yet be too. Nevertheless all
Blind to denote the deceit in speeches of
Immunity, claiming mongers... Yet still to
Inflict like the piercing breeze in no time.

***Waison Tinotenda Wilson***

Poet: Lowlife Diarist
@ 23 November 17
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