Mirror Mirror On The Wall Poem by James Tipp

I saw a man I did not like
Rejected all his ways
Cannot stand his attitude
Or some of the things he says
He looked at others full of scorn
Rejected some at ease
Piously gave thanks to God
This man was on his knees
In him I saw thousand dreams
Of things I could have done
But he was papier-mache
He had not done one.
He scorned the simple minded
Despised him who thought alone
Rejected all ideas
That weren’t from him alone
I saw a man I did not like
There was nothing left to say
So I turned from the mirror
And slowly walked away.