Fantasy, thoughts from a meandering mind.
There on the oval table just above the gold band plate,
sat a small box with parchment writing that did state
“observe there are two locks.”
“The white side holds something past, a memory dear,
open this lock and be back to relive the moment here,
with a single knock”
“The black side holds something past, a memory strange.
Open this lock and be back, some dark moment to change.
With a double knock”.
“What’s within you cannot know, wisely must you choose
between the twain , for once one’s open you’ll see the clues
and the other locked remain”