Black Ink White Paper

The ink is black and the page is white
When you combine the black and white,
Ironically; honestly, I began to write
It's simple physics - love it, live it
Despite the turmoil I envision
I pray for better days
and a better way is what I'm given
It's my mission today, tomorrow
and every day I'm stuck here living
When I'm asked what is my motivation
I simply say that I'm driven
When the Divinchi Code is broken,
spoken word you'll understand;
but, for now I'm using black and white
as I am writing with my hands
So, precisely with the black and white
the rise and fall of man

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