Inspired by my favorite verse in a poem by Edgar Allan Poe. ( verse below)

Out - out are the lights - out all!

And over each quivering form

The curtain, a funeral pall,

Comes down with the rush of a storm,

While the angels, all pallid and wan,

Uprising, unveiling, affirm

That the play is the tragedy, "Man,"

And its hero, the Conqueror Worm.

Thanks Edgar