The dark night

Maybe I was stronger back then,

But I am frail now,

My strength is spent now when,

I had never been low.

I had the wind to my face,

And I was hot on chase.

I had the power and the shower,

The favour and the savour.

But a fool I were not to see,

What a single night did to me.

The eons of labour, skill and excellence,

Crushed by one moment of Defiance.