On Easter

A different type of rhyme scheme, perhaps older, or archaeic.

    The day the world stood still

    a murder done, war won

    upon a far off hill

    by the Almighty's will



    The sun, she hid her face in shock

    victory won, by GOD's own Son

    the heavens wept, washing the rock

    dead arose, from their graves to walk



    The very earth, it groaned in pain

    swords stilled as angels milled

    the sod was washed by rain

    the victory anulled soul stain



    Soul stain gone, with ancient song

    a new day, a new lay

    the Son arose, like dawn all day long

    upon a new morn, Diabhol proved wrong



    Within the depths, teeth were gnashed

    as the dark one's plans were smashed