This Sleep Is Too Long Poem by Maclawrence Famuyiwa

For fifteen years
You wore your clinical coats long.
Five years ago you turned them into angelic robes,
Since then, our faces have been with cold sobs,
Even with fifteen hearses
the memory of you can never be a hearsay.

You were a comely chick,
meek with a lovely cheek.
Your beauty itself was a beaut
Beauteous with beatitudes.

Cancer made the banter ephemeral
Now you are mourned in memoriam.
Your death seemed surreal
But five years have made it so real.

Though, you are gone forever
But forever
You shall be remembered.