Life And Death Poem by Dare Onadele

Turn by turn we hear death is
Perching on each like bird with wings
Works of man will tell if to be at ease
Or to lose sleep over all his shady deeds
Surely, this sunset I know none will miss

Hope's only for the soul living
The dead have no more wishes
They've faded and fast forgotten
So enjoy your days while in one piece


Why mumble death here like myth unreal
And covetously amass wealth with much zeal
For what I have I'm pleasantly grateful
Yet those I don't I'm patiently waiting
This is my guide as son of Prince of Peace.