Not now or ever will I lie to you
whatever could I possibly gain
by winnowing the false from what is true
in hopes to quell an infantile refrain?
I promise you no castillo in Spain
nor afterlives – nor legends gilded bright.
I promise, though, you will not go insane
to know the night that comes is truly Night.
What benefit to me that man awake ?
Let’s say I seek it for the children’s sake.