You've prob'ly heard it told before,
Of "Midas' Touch" in written lore
But what you prob'ly might not know's
Of Midas' kin, "Sadim", his bro
While Midas' touch turned things to gold,
Sadim's hold would turn them old
Upon his touch, things would grow mould,
Or break apart like pummelled stone
Well, SADIM's MIDAS flipped right back,
his brother's white, and he's the black
his name suggests he'd turn things dim,
his presence's dark, foreboding grim
But mark you ye they're needed both,
Sadim's death, and Midas' growth...
"SADIM" is "MIDAS" read in reverse...
(for any who might've missed it).
I have been feeling rather off-beat after having accidentally broken my brother's computer... :/
the experience left me feeling like...
Sadim, "the Angel of Death"... :(
I just thought to try and pen down my thoughts, and feelings, regarding the experience in the hope of getting some respite...
I hope you enjoy(ed) the piece...
may love, life, and light always be with you all... :)