At its roots, a baby is nothing but a sponge in a bed of white snow
The playground is his to explore, his to know
As he grows, and absorbs the light
His skin shall shine, and will grow very fine.
His life will change as he goes through stages
And strength shall come which will last him ages.
A colourful light will help you strive
Taste the rainbow, the taste of life
But within the light, there is a shadow
And in the dark, the hallways get hallow
When the colours change, things can get bloody
And when it gets bloody, the tracks can get muddy
Take your time, remember the taste
So when the pot stirs you know what to take
Light and dark, is necessary for art
Love your life, and nurture your heart
About the Creator
Hyushi Sama
Yare yare..
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The black book
The black book The clock is ticking as I am staring out the classroom windows, the lunch bell couldn’t take any longer. While watching the birds, I see a small black book floating down the building next to my school. That’s odd, my curiosity is at its peak. The lunch bell rings and my class is dismissed. As the youth stampede through the hallways I head to my locker which is not to far from my classroom considering this school only has one floor and by my locker I see my two friends, Ron, and Larry, who I normally eat lunch with waiting for me.“Hey Jim,” they say. After a short greeting, I briefly explain that I saw a black book falling out of a building and I want to see what it is. With a smile, Larry says, “that’s interesting I guess, just make sure you don’t get cursed by this book.” They say their farewells as I grab my jacket to head to the building. A little black book, It’s untouched, exactly in the place where I seen it land. This town is fairly quiet so I wouldn’t expect anyone to pick it up, after all It’s just a book that was thrown away.
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