Soumya revisits the tale of Cinderella, in this evocative poem, for Different Truths.
Cinderella had a sparkling white dress The entire ballroom she did impress The prince was charmed and so were they all Cinderella was the toast of the ball The ugly sisters with envy were green And didn’t want Cinderella’s charms to be seen So they splattered ink on her dress Creating quite a spectacular mess Cinderella was quite overwhelmed with fright And immediately took recourse to flight She decided that she must hide away And disappeared to everyone’s dismay She blamed herself for her horrible plight Saying that she shouldn’t have worn something so bright She shouldn’t have dazzled the folks at the ball So, she deserved to stay in the dark dingy hall Hey Cinderella, it’s Okay to shine And dazzling all people is absolutely fine Tell all the folks that ink stains the new trend And see who supports you, he’s the true friend And you know what else to do with the dress? Wipe the stains into your false sister’s face Cinderella came back in any old mess It’s she that’s so sparkling and not that old dress The ink stains don’t mar her, it stains those who threw The ink at her, those envious weak few.
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