White is empty.
Good means nothing to me.
Black is everything.
The Darkness that fills me.

My yang need not a yin.
You close you’re eyes and feel.
The world. The people.
You lose you’re self,
In everything.

Make a believer out of me
I dare you.
For in faith’s greedless device
I find no solace with these mice.

I yearn for greater than god.
Knowledge everlasting
Since that tree first bore fruit I’ve been searching.

But I am no longer thirsty.
Why do I exist is a question I have never asked
The answer is pointless and in consequential.
It is White.

I am carnivorous
And my appetite is desire.
Give me you’re spoils and I’ll give you my power.
The power to be a Blacker you.


Smile.