A Song

courtesy of @discoverireland 

Play me

A thud, a beat, a drum

That rolls like thunder

And roars like rain

In a world where the dead still live.

There can be peace.

Let my

Eyelids fall but quick

To waves that waken and thrill.

Our elixir for the sick,

Is the antidote for the brave.

There must be peace.

Hear

Centuries of war, 

Generations of sorrow,

A single moment of joy

Caught in a song.

There will be peace.