Close my eyes and what do I see. I see nothing. I see a color that somehow describes everything. Black. Black are your soles. Mine are red for I’ve stepped on toes and hearts of many. Black is my soul. Which consumes me fully. I’ve been filled with hatred and compassion. Sins of sins. Wash my soul. To turn it white. Rid me of sin. Rid me of black. May it kill me if it must. For if I am dead my face will be white. And a goal completed.