Blessed Be

Sing to me, O muse, of far off lands and visions, about enchanting tales of old. 
Inform me, O wisdom, of tales truer than reality to be relayed to the dear children of society.
May everyone’s torment stop, if not for a moment, as they read this written word.
Thanks be to thee, O inspiration.
Throughout this decrepit universe, for the absence of thought and presence of mind is all too common now.
May your pallid light come into this world with the story I have told.