now the peacemaker was dead
murdered so up to heaven he went
he was greeted with music beautiful
songs smiling laughing happy people
lots of hugs kisses dancing beautiful
flowers yes just a typical day in heaven
being a country boy he happily decided
not to live in the city he merrily chose one
of many paradise suburbs
on the outskirts of heaven
all were an exceptional
exquisite blissful paradise
why well war in heaven
had ended long ago
all war loving angels
had been cast out of heaven
those fallen angels
were now demons
making a hell
on earth and all
had many fan followers
so paradise in heaven was
paradise because there was
no war in sanctified beautified heaven
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem