One bright morning in the middle of the night,
there came two horses, one black and one white.
Astride the black horse was a pure white knight.
The white horse, of course, held the darkest of knights.
When the opposites came together,
their worlds were torn asunder.
There was no more talk of the weather.
All was lightning! Ever thunder!
The white knight needed to question
the knight dressed all in black.
The dark knight held a suggestion,
for she never turned her back.
“Where lies the gates of Heaven?
May I ask you? Have you seen?
I’ve been back and forth times seven,
never landing in between.”
“And I possess The Key.”
The dark knight laughed, and loudly yelled,
“Hallelujah! Where you been?
The gates up High, I have beheld!
But they are locked! Tied up by Sin.”
“And I never had The Key.”
“Heaven forbid!” the white knight said.
“The Devil’s escaped his dues!
In haste, let’s go! I will be led
by you, Mi’Lady Black. Now choose!”
“Show me the way to go home.”
(Keith Alan Watson)