Inspiration

Black is what’s alive; black is what’s dead,

Black is the beauty of what lies ahead.

Black is what thy eyes shall see,

Black is what thy fingers touch,

Black is the tingling sense in your mind,

Black is thy world as such.

And all that black has to offer,

Is loads more than thy world does today,

Hence I hereby ask you, my friend,

To venture into this world of mine bearing no delay.

Thy soul has now bid farewell,

And as you step inside my humble abode,

I plead to you, thy innocent self,

To treasure your memories from your parallel!

For these memories hast never return,

As that world is old now, and this one fresh,

So come on in and join me,

And together leave the bounds of thy violent thresh!

Brighten the darkness! Loosen the chains!

Leave it all behind in the drains!

For I welcome you to this world of mine,

It’s time to enter it and cherish thy gains