Happy Tunes

[Celtacian]

walking soft white clothes

humming golden saints floating

going under the baptismic waters

singin' happy tunes

tribulating cymbals clashing like angry bulls

punishing drums beating like wrathfilled rain

grevious guitars driving like cruel wind

in this man of sorrow

running colors streaming flags

washing cold faces hailed sailors

going under baptismic waters

singin' happy tunes

brutalizing banjo's falling like broken feet

vicious violins screeching like scarred metal

hatefull harmonicas weezing like low clouds

in this man of sorrow

unafraid and always knowing

that in pain and suffering sacrifice

there is an end of his father's song

he'll be singin' happy tunes

laughing flutes weaving like precious sunflowers

giggling tamborines shimmering like far seawaves

rolling voices rising like steady hills

even in this man of sorrow

he died for those

walking soft white clothes

humming golden saints floating

going under the baptismic waters

singin' happy tunes

 

[Blessed-one]

great poem Celtacian!

 

[Celtacian]

thanks for reading Blessed one as always god get's the glory!

 

[Blessed-one]

yep, u got it! praise to the Lord indeed!