Youth

In cautious and bold the poet recite

Do not go gentle into that good night

However only at that time

I can capture starlight with mind

I long for rage the soul and lie

To break the gravity with light

To keep you smile in my sight

The Proxima Centauri can testify

My words is upon the horizon line

Sniff the rose and ruling the crime

Forget the hurt of life

So my lady please do not cry

Invite the poet pray for you and I

Go gentle, go gentle into that good night