If Death Is Sweet(Sonnet For #patrick_Poirson) Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

If death is sweet, a rest from this restless life,
#Patrick_Poirson, sleep well and lay your gentle head;
If giving all roses of flower would halt swirling strives
Why not we give everything, for all froing and toing to
end?
We only can much pity it, none can stop a coming train
Death is such a debt, a disease; it can not be cured
Clocks that counts is liar, man that foretells is a villain
O those who can tell divers of lit and if it is off-turned
if you love humble minds and sacredness then you must,
Weep some tears for this dove whose wings is broken
O come hither and let's mourn this lamp falling adust.
For we are cheated, we are robbed, a gem is stolen!
Since when death flew away with my brother and made
us part,
if people we love dies, I have learnt to sweat it out, to take
heart.