Impermanence

By James Finn Garner

The cosmos is f’rever expanding
The sun in its course never wavers
In Giza, the pyramid’s still standing
But Paul Konerko’s put on waivers.

DaVinci’s genius is enduring
Mozart’s work all cultures savor
After years, Garbo is still alluring
But Paul Konerko’s put on waivers.

The planet spinning on its axis
A schoolyard full of little shavers
Some things last, like death and taxes,
Yet Paul Konerko’s put on waivers.