Silent Mirror (Writing as Black Angel)


Why are you so judgmental?
Always smiling your little sunshine grin.
Why can’t you just mind your own damn business?

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
why do you reveal the worst
images of them all?

In the graceful peaks of dawn,
you disclose a private side of me,
a side that no one should know
lingers in the pit of my existence.

Why do you judge me so harshly, Mirror?
Someone is going to railroad you one of these days.
When you least expect it, someone you know well
will strike and shatter you into a thousand
prickly pieces of pathetic sadness.

Your judgmental brow is always arched at me!
But why?
Oh, unfair Mirror!
You remain silent.

© 2014 by Charles Banks, Jr.
Writing as Black Angel
Excerpt from “Burdens”
Published by Spilt Ink Poetry


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