Don’t look down,

At the black hole,

The mouth of something,

Older than time,

Older than poems,

That need to at least sometimes rhyme.

It takes souls,

And shreds them well,

It warps brains,

As it shows you how—

The world will end.

And all will be fire.

All will retire,

And fade.

Down this pit is not knowledge,

It is not sorrow,

It is not something to deal with tomorrow,

It’s a void down there,

And one so very deep,

A black sheep to cosmic black sheep,

A place that reduces minds to a soft creak.

So, don’t look at the void,

Don’t give it a taste—

It has already,

Several times,

Killed the entire human race.

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Special thanks to: Collin Pearman. 

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