Like The Bird Poem by Francis Duggan

Like the bird has it's first and it's last song to sing
For all forms of life there's a first and last Spring
And to the human kind this does also apply
The facts tell us so and facts we cannot deny
On the whims of the Reaper we do not have a say
For the monarch like the pauper a last night and day
The great tree of the forest eventually does fall
What applies to the tree does apply to us all
The president's may be a World known name
But mortality also does apply to fame
In three thousand years from now none will know or care
Of the present day's moneyed billionaire
That's how life is and was and always will be
For life forms of all sorts as well as you and me.