No one knew what’s down the hole
The center of town, lies a pit
Few dared to tread the edge
Round and brown fades into black
The rock ceases only in the darkness
Kids throw stones, but never hear a sound
Widows weep when they get too close
No one dare venture into the unknown
I was curious, adventurous
I tread the rim, brimming with fear
My desire to find, my drive
The sweat dripped from my brow
My foot slipped, my body fell
The blue escaped my eye
The black soon enveloped it
But I did not cease, it did not end
Instead I turned to see light
Reaching out towards my hand
I grabbed hold, and here I am
What a lovely place
Such a gorgeous view
This leading hand
It belongs to you