A reflection on the story of Cinderella.
She knew that the sisters were mean,
The mother evil.
And Evil has a way of ensnaring others.
She was almost sorry for the sisters.
But they had made their choice.
What did she care.
She had the heart of the Prince
And the respect of the Kingdom
And that’s all that mattered.
The mother and sisters
Might rant and rave
Talk in whispers
And spew venom.
To no avail.
The slippers didn’t fit them
They never would.
Glass slippers are
For Princesses made
Not for evil witches.
- Glass Slippers (chizuruvuong.wordpress.com)