Poem about Sleep : Sleep No Man Desires



Poem about Sleep : Sleep No Man Desires :




There is a sleep no man desires

There is something about that sleep

That sends fear down the hearts of men

That world unknown yet revered by fear

That surrounds a man when he goes to sleep



It is the sleep of the tired women

It is the sleep of the defeated elands

It is the sleep that makes the hyenas laugh

It is the sleep that feeds the vultures

It is the sleep that no man loves

But is the eventual sleep for all that breaths



It is the sleep of paradise

A paradise so desired for good deeds on earth

Yet it is the sleep that hounds the aged and the poor

A sleep that embraces the dying

A sleep that knows no class

It is the silent sleep on angels' chariots



Take a pillow and courage to slip into it

Courage, be brave and face that sleep

That sleep that frightens the mighty

That sleep that is wild on eart

That sleep that has no path

That is hated and more than loathed

A sleep that captured great men of history

It is the sleep of the GONE.



By
Major Elazia






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