Black fireworks spark the sky

And the waters that drip onto the black lake

mirror the faceless child with the black eyes

Cool is the trembling that shakes the black dirt under our feet

We hear the call of our ancestors to run into the black night

Never looking back into the mystery that is the black shadows

Onward to the end where tired black hands reach out for us

Sing loudly for the black bird which is overcast and everlasting

Stare into the midnight black

Hold your chest where the heart is the blackest

Dream in black with your hand to the fire

Press on with the memories and scars of black pain

And dances like dust in a galaxy of twinkling black stars