Sonnet Lv ~ No Grecian Urn Poem by M.L. Emmett

No grecian urn nor sculpted monument
can live beyond the realms of space and time
But in these lines of skilled form and content
you will live on, the centre of my rhyme.
Ozymandias, mighty king of kings,
colossal statue turned to desert sand
Yet, Shelley's verse awoke these lifeless things
immortalised this man from antique land.
Both clock and scythe circle with the seasons
We cannot escape Fortune's deadly wheel
None are free from Nature's laws and reasons
Yet. in this verse you are divine and real
Your beauty and worth forgotten never
You will live in this poem for ever.