Sandcastles

Everyday of our no-stop lives we fail to see our fragility We ignore the vulnerability of our world…living in sandcastles Carefree and pompous we build our illusion with a grand vanity Knowing the price but ignoring the danger…bucketing out sandcastles Digging moats to keep problems out and fool our comforts blindly Still we forget the cycle of tide approaching…that erodes away sandcastles The waters crest upon our walls and devolve us all to our rudimentary As we numbly stand watching the sea taunting…licking away sandcastles With passing time the warring oceans recede her brigands hide away her spoils The cycle completing the soft grains painted smooth…once holding sandcastles Returning in number to re-polish the mirror that holds the negative and vein With shovel in hand and a crass brazen will…rebuilding old sandcastles At season approach the fury disregarded we admire our crayoned hard landscapes Destined for ruin with blind futility we keep building…unbalanced ever-yielding sandcastles.