A gaze of steel or a smile of red
Could either kill you completely dead
Or render you purely powerless
Without a worry, a heart lawless.
One would not even have time to sense
The quick and deadly poisonous sting,
Would in no time – no need of pretense –
Fall, consumed by sleep everlasting;
Innocent snow, lying in the wood,
White as shadow fallen from above,
Waiting for a prince, a Robin Hood,
To rescue with a kiss of true love.
Trapped in your own mind, castle of glass,
Able to see, to hear and to feel
The world shift around you and time pass
But unable to move, head to heel,
How could you keep your heart ever pure
And with courage fight off its darkness
With knowledge that there is not a cure
Save a fairy tale void of fairness?
So in these forests of old stories
Where the big bad wolf meets little girls
And where young heroes claim past glories,
Reader, hear how the story unfurls.