Confronted by a sudden death, these two came to mind. And specific parts of their writing spoke to present emotion. Below I share their words.
” I shall die, but that is all I shall do for Death “
(Conscientious Objector by Edna St. Vincent Mallay)
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
(Do not go gentle into that good night, by Dylan Thomas)