Let darkness be the day!
Let darkness light my way!
For I in vain do pray
These prayers unanswered.
How weary, stale, and flat
Seem wisdom, truth, and fact,
No tether graced with slack
Nor song with dancer.

I’m not sure what from it will bring,
But I’ve already stolen a new pair of wings
From the back of a moth,
Hoping they can take me farther.
Beneath the glow of a lamp I drift,
From the swarm of the ****** I cannot sift,
And beneath the light
Only makes the night look darker

On the path and its wayside,
Scour I both far and wide,
Finding not but foolish pride
That dulls no hunger.
And in faith with each day done,
I await the rising sun,
But as soon as morning comes,
Comes night to plunder.

I’m not sure what from it will bring,
But I’ve already stolen a new pair of wings
From the back of a moth,
Hoping they can take me farther.
Beneath the glow of a lamp I drift,
From the swarm of the ****** I cannot sift,
And beneath the light
Only makes the night look darker