Deep
there in my veins
Runs
thick dark fluid,
It
gives me life
And
makes me breathe;
People
say it’s red
But
it isn’t like that.
It
changes itself
When
it meets stranger,
To
create an illusion
That
it’s fake like them;
To
make them think
That
it’s one of them,
To
make them trust
That
it’s also wicked.
Contrary
to all this
It
finds peace therein,
Free
to roam all around
Free
to do his duty;
Free
to do what he want
Free
to make new friends.
It
feels just like us
When
we close our eyes,
And
go in deep sleep
After
tiresome day;
We
work for food
And
crawl for light,
But
peace is such
That
we get in night.
Black
may look weird
May
seem gruesome,
But
if you use it well
It’s
all awesome.
