To
look into the mirror
and
see a stranger looking back.
To
face the many horrors
of
the Christian sacrifice.
The
holy man was crucified
for
naught but yet another
draught
of power.
Look
deep into the mirror
and
see the other standing there.
Mimicking
your features and your hair.
The
eyes take in an other blend.
You
turn, and then
the
farce begins again...
? Michaelette ?
10/02/2004
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