I WITNESSED IT

Death roared himself a king
In a time I know not-- how
He again touched a vow
And made himself a stupid king - still

Yes, I witnessed it
As the day turned night
Everyone were in sight
At the requiem mass of Late Mr. Paschal

I saw his soul won by heaven
The angels I heard were rejoicing
I heard the smooth voices
Mourning not but singing with sweet melody

Above the hills was felt a cool breeze
And the zephyr presence of Late Mr Paschal
Yes it came with a thunder
Making hearts battle in wonders

His words.... filling the air... entertaining ears
Lo! His words...  something more than gold
Brought down heaven legs
And joy was given again as a proof.

#Je suis McNevets