They saw the darkness.
They saw the light,
gave them names of black and white.
They built the cities, geniuses all,
calling them grey because of the fall.
The sea surrounded, shifted in space.2n
It baffled, mingled with each new race.
It changed its color it seemed.
Colors muted, changed in depth.
It lined up the corpses taken by Death.
published in For the Love of Death: the early years, 2nd ed., S.I.N., 1993.
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