All English Sonnets
DEATH WE DIE
What saddens me and hampers every chance
Of living is, we let our fears prevail;
And the wise injunction – “Death does come but once”
Does go unheeded – bludgeons us. Flail
The waves of sweetest music ; granite walls
Of our anxiety roll away unheard
And our existence, akin to rag dolls,
Appearing life – like truly, but absurd
Are these illusions. If we only could
Refuse to die when challenged by each fear
And wallop this anxiety as we should,
Then we could lead a happy life, my dear.
And live like princes, to our loves attend,
To meet our death finally as a friend.