Blackhearted

Mirror Mirror on the Wall
who is the fairest of them all?
Black is her heart
corrupt lies on her lips
she taunts
she tantalizes
she will bury you in the crypt.
Never bothering to learn a thing
she built an empire
on cheap promises
on broken desires
on the backs of those
she holds in contempt.
With ebon hair piled high
startling saphire eyes
carmine lips ready to kiss
this witch laughs at all.
Mirror Mirror on the Wall
who is the wickedest of them all?
Learned at the knees of a King
brutal
abusive
not love and fairness.
Icy tears freeze on her cheeks
as she looks over it all
fires burn
men have spurned
her kingdom for their own.
Battering rams
evil intent
just as she was taught
no matter how fair
no matter how wicked
women never come out on top.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
June 19/18
Picture via:  Photo by Ali Marel on Unsplash
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