Black Art
The world clouded over the side walks started to crack
Motion became sickness as the sky from blue went black
Darkness consumed the Being of once enlightened souls
Pushing the weight of thunder burying all within dirty holes
Blindness opaqued the vision that light so often brings
Sensing how it all is senseless paid for in sufferings
Atop sits the entity, black clothes, black hair, black heart
Masked within his darkness painting our agony in black art
bmdavey@08/15/20
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