the youth

Good toppest lustre of the day 
The brave hulk which makes hay 
These adherent shining through blames 
Our pure ambrosial saints ain't flames

These souls has a new odour today 
The young beautiful flash to play 
We are the good children of glare 
Our colour candytuft shift blur

God's love mends and make the youth 
This time and space experience use 
The living waters with the future frozen 
Our power through the mirror was spoken

Past passion, post move on the song 
The uniform dance, listen the flowers wrong 
Happiness blossom the rainbow nation 
Our fruit bloom the path of fasion

We are blood washing through the rails 
Of a sweeping banister. Unfolding tails