Author's Note: This is just a parody of a Lewis Carroll poem I read (the epigraph of "Alice Through the Looking Glass", which is about telling a fairy-tale to a child, from how I perceived it) :)
Disclaimer: I did not come up with the original poem, the underlying rhythm or some of the unusual wording of this parody! It's a parody of an epigraph by Lewis Carroll!
I hope you enjoy!
One of the brightest, clearest mind,
And greenest eyes of cunning;
Though time be fleet, and you, for he,
Spend your whole life running,
Your true smile always would
Bring love-gifts of all that's good
Please hold high your beautiful face,
And ring forth your happy laughter.
Though thoughts of hurt all find a place
In your hard life's hereafter,
Enough that now you still don't fail
To rightly use untruthful tales
Your tale began in another wrong world,
Where all the suns were blinding,
But you and he were together, and free
From all your painful findings.
Those echoes roar in memory yet,
No matter that evils say "Forget"
Without, the monster, all they see,
And all your painful findings.
Within, the real truth's strong, and free,
More than the suns were blinding.
But your magic words make them believe
You're only what they care to see
Though the monsters travel fast,
And fill your life with darkened sorrow,
And they assume all good's gone past,
To make way for all more hurt tomorrow,
None shall touch, not even you,
The strength and realness of the truth
Author's Note: Please let me know what you think of it :)