by Dale Wimbrow

When you get what you want in your struggle for self 

And the world makes you king for a day

Just go to the mirror and look at yourself

And see what that man has to say.

For it isn’t your Father or Mother or wife

Whose judgement upon you must pass.

The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life

Is the one staring back from the glass.

Some people may call you a straight shooting chum

And call you a wonderful guy,

but the man in the glass says you’re only a bum

If you can’t look him straight in the eye.

He’s the fellow to please, never mind all the rest

For he’s with you clear to the end,

And you have passed your most dangerous test

If the man in the glass is your friend.

You may face the whole world down the pathway of life

And get pats on the back when you pass,

But your final reward will be heartache and strife

If you’ve cheated the man in the glass.