Upon Our Sands They Crawl

These creatures creep from the wetted deep As the waters cascade as they climb the beach Crawling, trawling over night cast sands At their destination, what do they command These creatures that crawl, under moonless nights A scratching of grain, as they are hidden from sight What is their want, what is their gain To leave their deep, into anothers domain They scuttle in hoards, covering our lands Is this a chemistry, or cleverly planned These liitle cast creatures, of a different metal In technology evolution, is this their settle Time will tell, can we all live together Or are they here, for in humans they will sever Will we be here in a couple of years Or are these crawling creatures, The Langoliers http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-6.php