Roses of a Broken Mirror
walk along a path full of roses carefree
not look down your gaze
the sky like a paradise.
trip and your view toward the ground becomes
the clearings are only reflections of broken mirrors
those dreams
sidelined those dreams that were abandoned
does your mind go blank?
know what to do .... But you're looking
bottom hand feel
help but only directs your gaze to the front
paradise that no longer exists now see the reality
helping hand that is taking your ankle
know that does not help mourn
despair know no
help you do it yet awaiting response
even know that there will be so.
now you're chained to the earth
sentenced to
-watching people who now see,
this paradise that you saw.