Mirror's Grains of Flame

A complex problematic complexion
Sow your face in the mirror inflamed sands
Alas for the reflection of images upon screens
Options from opinions worry us all at night

Wishing to change your face every day
Mirrors growing everywhere forever
Until all the desert sand is gone away
Our selfish need driven by fear to change

A complex problem in a vacant expression
Reap the creases of sorrow from inflamed sand
Doomed to an unhappy reflection for life
Options to change in monetary demand

Change your face every day
Mirrors seem to grow everywhere
Until all the deserts are gone away
Possibly our need driven fear to change
Will simply fall away else we die

Terrible is the beautiful reflection of a god
Reaping benefits of steel to skin the knife
Yet when you die just another grain of sand
Countless unhappy creatures makeup humanity
Worries drive the lies that we unceasingly need
Face the truth we all bear the same expression
When we meet the grave upon death