It has happened before but can’t happen again
When fairy-tale whirl reaches everyday kin.
Life becomes new as one kisses a frog.
Princes will naturally just feel agog.
Yet infinite wonders can sometimes restore,
What panic of fantasies cannot deplore:
More marvels and miracles vested in fable
Than muses and monsters divest with a sickle.
Ideals and those deeply rooted convictions
Must falter and die through the witches’ predictions.
We simple humans have none but restrictions
To savour the plot first compels predilections.
Mostly the outcome of winning huge prizes
Summarily ends in unwanted surprises.
Phenomenon instantly vary their guises
And force man or woman to grow several sizes.
Surely the answer to such cataclysms
Would give the brave cause to re-enter the prisms
Where light and the colours of life turn and tumble
The point of the matter brings zest to the humble
© HMH, 2014