In the Bathroom Mirror!

The way, the truth and the life!
The way, the truth and the life!

In the bathroom mirror, over and again,
Reflection on reflection, which one is she;
Can’t bear to look, nothing but pain,
Just ain’t what she planned, or she wanted to be.

In the bathroom mirror, over and again,
Just one the many, or digits on a screen;
A Satanic deception, or is it really me?
What difference ‘tween me and some naff machine?

In the bathroom mirror, over and again,
Hardwired for drugs, or just a good lay;
Empty and tired, like I’m poured down the drain,
Don’t look at me! It’s my DNA.

In the bathroom mirror, over and again,
A rat for the race, or a human being?
Cracks are appearing all over the pane;
Can’t hang any longer with this fanciful scene.

In the bathroom mirror, over and again,
Reflection of God, the woman he made;
Loved and desired and spite of the stain,
With grace from God, the price’s been paid.

In the bathroom mirror, over and again,
Spots and the wrinkles, the faults and the sin;
Climb over the truth about self and gain,
The forgiveness of God, my true self to win.

In the bathroom mirror, over and again,
No God’s not dead, no, not after all;
I’m not a machine, a piece a meat,
But loved by Jesus, and saved from the fall.

(Tune: None)
(© James R. Hamilton, written Wednesday, 10th, December, 2003)

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