Sonnet: All Things End

The mighty and powerful- all tumble! Like boulders down the mountain-side, some day; However great, we must always humble; Before others humble us in some way. The old must give way to the younger ones! Perishing like their fore-fathers with time; All ships could sink although they weigh in tonnes; A dollar shares the same fate as a dime. The man who soars in skies of his own make, Is wise if he comes down to earth with age; No one can forecast water in a lake; A parrot dies, afree or in a cage! All things on earth must cease to exist, when, Time- the great Leveller must face its end, then.