what goes in these nights fighting age
the malaise of youths eldered
and all the seeing of light day
consumed by nothing dark night

fight these nights dark going
elding youths no malaise not yet
not while hope of the days light’s seen
still beyond night’s appetite for nothing

still beyond gnashing dark teeth like shadows
inching elding into the day’s light at dawn
these nights that fight the dread dark coming
fight while youthful hope still lingers

fight the night bring light here lighter
hope the hope that brings near wishers
dream a dream beyond night’s nothing
young dear sweet bedmate keep beauty

in these nights whence light once rushed
hoped in hearts as youths tend to
kept in sight of the day’s touch
hold me hear dear sweet young beauty
tell me what goes in these nights fighting