Through research, I have found the poem below to be the correct version. Myself, I've felt mostly numb about the whole thing, mainly, I think, because the King of Pop had been dead for me twenty years or so, ever since I was eight years old. After looking it up, I thought it would be a good one to share. There are certain realizations one can experience if he looks at himself in the mirror long enough. Autoplay next video 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 who judgment upon you must pass The fellow whose verdict counts the most in your life is the one staring back from the glass Some people may think you a straight-shooting chum and call you a wonderful guy But the guy 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 up to the end And you've passed your most dangerous difficult test if the man in the glass is your friend You may fool the whole world down the pathway of life and get pats on the back as pass But your final reward will be heartaches and tears if you've cheated the man in the glass. So if you have cheated yourselves you will regret it for your entire life. Yes, this poem is one of the great ones.
We grow up learning how to meet external expectations and somewhere along the way, lose the sight of what is truly important to us. People tell me I am such a nice guy, yet I have a very hateful and sometimes violent side to me that only a few have seen. He left this earth way too early January 1954 in his 58th year and my sister and I have missed his counsel and wisdom every day since. It was published in the American magazine at that time and the copyright was assigned to our father. Check out a lovely poster of this poem When you get what you want in self, the mirror look to the father The judgment upon the staring from the glass. The feller whose verdict counts most in your life Is the guy staring back from the glass.
Not quite a lunatic fan, but an eight-year old pop music fan, which is quite enough already, don't you think? Do we share each other's thoughts? Does he see me as well? You can fool the whole world, down the highway of years, and take pats on the back as you pass. Summary: Meaning: The poet tells the reader that you can trick everyone and have everything but if you don't respect the ways you have done it then you have cheated yourself. It escapes us as to why someone would falsely take credit for a poem about being honest with your self. It's about time you cared less about drawing people near and worked to impress the person you see in the mirror, understand him and your clouds will begin to clear. You'll just fall again Ruin it all, it's what you do best Never be different, same as the rest They'll say it's your game, attention he needs Not knowing your pains, not feeling your pleads Be thankful they say for what you have here Never knowing the boy frozen with fear You tried to escape, you tried to fight What happened to you? It is with great pride and thanks to the family of Dale Wimbrow that I can now publish the correct version and give credit to the writer of this uplifting poem. The dancing, singing, the filmmaking. It is striking how this verse touches many aspects of the struggles that the youth is facing today.
His range was as broad as his sense of caring for mankind. And this wretched soul Who stands before my eyes When I am hurt deeply Is it him or me that cries? One fellow in Salt Lake City, Utah said he wrote it in 1946 and the list goes on. No where to run, no where to hide You'll never escape your demon inside! Accept the man in the mirror and you'll go far. It was the biggest honor of our life just to have known him. I mean lets be honest, the reflection we see in the glass has nothing to do with how others perseive us, but what can we really do thats who we are.
If we can't manage to generate compassion in ourselves for one person who's blatantly in trouble, what hope do we have in resolving wars that have existed longer than any of us? Sadly somepeople have even taken to putting their name on it as their own creation. You may be successful in a certain field but there may be something else that you really want to pursue. Certainly post a copy where you can see it every day, but I have gone one step further. The same thinking that has justified it since the first time. Subscribe via , Connect via or Follow us on. Michael Jackson had made it okay to be feminine, marvelous and not-so tough, right? It was the biggest honor of our life just to have known him. So stop staring at the mirror and wondering what people want you to be instead look and wonder which future you want to see because the mirror shows us who we are but not who we want to be.
He's the feller to please, never mind all the rest, For he's with you clear up to the end, And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test If the guy in the glass is your friend. The wording is direct but there are subtle metaphors such as in the title itself. We live in a world where we are forced to believe that people's opinions are all that matter we always tend to forget the opinion of the man in the mirror. The version I had published, as with so many other reproductions I've seen is somewhat incorrect. Sadly somepeople have even taken to putting their name on it as their own creation. But above all, the poem reminds people of the significance of introspection and integrity to oneself. To many it might be just a reflection but to one it really is full of both truth and deception.
Thy which within mirrored the universe as delusion. But I teared up a couple of times. For it isn't your Father, or Mother, or Wife, Who judgement upon you must pass. . I could suddenly picture it so clearly. This simple line encompasses so many things.
Please enjoy our father's efforts! My dad obviously believed in what he read. Im in a 12 step program and know these words are powerful. That's the truth not a lie you clearly know it and so do I. I found this poem among my brothers belongs while we were cleaning out his apartment. He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest. This memorium by my sister, Sallydale Wimbrow and me, Peter Dale Wimbrow, Jr.