The Black Part Iii Poem by Ronald Brissette

Introduction to the Black part III

All will return to the point of origin no matter from which it came. Everything has a beginning and an ending according to the blue ball walkers-all but one, the creator of the All that which is Black.


Back to the Black

I am caught between what never was and what never will be
I cannot fit in with people who are not and never will be free
A storm is coming, one that will change the face of the universe
It has already started, look about you to see everything getting worst.

None know I have sight into the black
Questions with no answers’ of substance they lack
Large cities will fall as will the nations they are in
Abandoned by their God who forgave their last sin

It all has to do with the blue ball walkers
The sins with in the dream maker are stocking
The soul within will soon end
No one but I knows when

You never knew I was sent here to watch over you
I am in your dreams the ones that scarred me too
I am the of the black God you so much fear
You look up to see me, I am already here

I have been recording all that is seen and not seen
The joy, sorrows, loves as well as the grotesque sickening screams
Over and over the blue ball walkers dreamed monsters from the Id
Blue ball walker never evolved but remained a kid
(Compared to the red ball walkers)

The blue ball walker should have never been left alone
Never learned the value of their own or their home
Each day what I would see more tears would flow
Through me the black God decided all must go

First I will bring wind, snow and rain
Bringing back to them that caused pain
None will be let to go free
All will be gone but me

Motion and light soon will be made still
All will return to the Black as is his will
The blue ball walkers were out of control
All are gone now except their soul

The age of the blue ball walkers comes to an end
Their souls I dreamed of a place to send
Becoming a part of that which done away with end
All will be ready to be born again

No beginning
No ending
Nothing to miss
Black is