Death Of A King Poem by Barry Middleton

he knows the end must come to be
and he admits he is afraid
for he surrenders sovereignty
with all his orders finally staid

the king must lay his crown aside
though he was strong and wise and good
as even where the gods abide
come newer gods where old ones stood

and so it is with mother earth
they say that she returns to dust
and all that ever comes of birth
must die for life is just a trust

and some say even Universe
will dissipate and fade to gray
and never gets a second verse
but banishment and cold dismay