Imagine that you lost your sight.
Imagine that you lost your pen in a fight.
Imagine that you lost your pages in the night.
Imagine living in a world that ain’t right.
Imagine that you lost your ability to imagine.
Now, wouldn’t that be the worst kind of fright?
That’s what it’d be like.
Villains are writers who don’t write.
Villains are flyers who never took flight.
Villains are heroes
who never stood in their own light.
Villains are starving artists
who’ve lost their appetite.