The Mirror Coach
The mirror was a guide,
To avoid imperfections,
In the beauty of the bride,
And bestow her in place of perfections.
Ignorance of the mirror,
Caused the bride a price,
And to her beholder an horror,
Which multiplies like grains of rice.
Reaching all hands that can touch,
From middle, lower and upper class,
Who moulded , designed the mirror coach,
That destroys every segment of the glass.
Leaving all in a state of instability,
Waiting for the beauty of the bride to be restored.
Iniobong Ofonmbuk
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