Who exactly is..
The Black Swan?
Nobody ever saw
him coming..
now he’s gone.

Out of left field..
because his field
is always staying
in the right..
where you do not
expect him
to be landing.
He’s in flight.

Beneath his
mighty wing,
you find yourself..
before he finally
delivers
to your head..
the peacefullest
of thoughts
you ever felt..
before it strikes
you

know him..
to be..
Death.