4.6 million times the size of our Sun, Sgr A Lies 26,000 light years away This Supermassive Black Hole, to see Lies in the centre, of our Milky Way Galaxy
Cannibalistic chaos Time, stands still, and unfound Like a hungry hippo Feasting on all around
With siblings Floating around other galaxies A myriad of distant darknesses Sculpturers of space, creating their odysseys
Like creative vampires The one in our universe Created several billion years ago An unusual stability, and a silent in verse
This beautiful sleeping giant A singularity awaits For new distant worlds That will never witness their own fates
The dawn of their time Imprisoned forever Immeasurable, and still mostly unknown The black hole staying together
Will, perhaps in time Fade away And evaporate Eventually seeing its last day
And die But with a memory of its own With wormholes And portals, to places unknown
To its other dead self A kind of dystopian space In a very weird future In some distant timeless infinite place