The attack of roman's

a poem involving the roman's to the celtics

We sees sails that were black,
the ships have a dragon's head on the mast,
they have been cast,

the soldiers come of the ships to attack,
they run forward waving their swords.
they have slain those who met them there,

we heard not a word,
they killed with a vengeance,
that was meant

for us to see,
we flee
from their form

it is not the norm to meet them
they do not care
they drink our wine burn our homes

they laugh as they have their way,
come let them play
come judgement day