Mirror

           Where were you when the bridge broke and

           People were left on both the shore

           You were busy with your own world and the

           Bridge was bombed

           Where were you

           The Young one gaped

           But i did not know

           I blew the truck

           Didnt expect the bridge

           To blow

           So in there lives our

           Folly

           We think and what

           Happenstance

           Is Another Story

           Young ones in the family look at the

            Destruction and

            Lowered heads

            Didnt expect

            Loved ones to perish

            But Content thet

            The Friends had

             Taught

             Them to Resist and

              That they should

               So the Fire rages in each of them to

               Dismantle

               To change

               Rearrange

               Destroy

               But no way can

               The construct

               Develop

               Nourish but they

               Are what they are and

               How they see

               What is up front

               Mirror did someone say

               They are the

               Mirror of the Times

               But let us come to

               Something more

               Quintissential

               The Toast of All Existential Dervishes
  
               Dancing the Dance Of

               Life

               Its on

               There is a

               Crowd waiting to be

               Provoked

               To break into a

               Dance

               To Sing and

               To Shout that

               The Challenge

                Dissent is loud and

                Clear

                The bugles shriller

                The Pageant of Peace Marcherrs

                 Knocking at the Gates of the

                 Village

                 And the Chief is in a

                 Quandary

                 Welcome

                  Retaliate

                 Sanity prevails

                 Indifference rules

                 Not much to expect

                 In fact nothing

                 Happens

                 I told you sos have a

                 Field day along with

                The Sixty plus

                Things will move

                 If you fall on them

                No sticks

                Got to reason

                Outwit the

                Bad bald and

                Darkness

                The Mirror is broken

                Reflections of

                The Gentle one

                Now gone Awry

                Can you see

                The Convex of

                 Your

                  Self