A Grain of Sand
"The World is smaller because the people are closer," ... by the Poet.
There's something singular needs to be said,
mind the conduct or stature -- latter's best,
the subject at hand is of size; nay zed,
a bit of getting used to it, instead,
back to size, and the matter is: smallest.
I am a grain of sand; a granule.
mere speck for wind; Songwriters number ONE,
teeny, weeny, bikini -- minuscule.
We're a-cursed, placed here to be ridiculed,
and later, decoratives for Won Tons.
Yes, I see the beach and I see myself ...
as the beach, and not disjoined from the beach.
I must be set asunder, as oneself,
divided, must be by species: itself.
One; a power number -- practice: what's preached.
So I am that I am, a grain of sand,
having made my worth this, Real Estate Earth,
pound for pound dug graveled ground, sand bound hand,
and then performed righteous change aspired land
for purposed goal nears, a wealth of souls worth.
Bidst's for king and country; Hip, Hip, Hooray,
No venture, no gain; go and drop your name,
We'll care for the shop, while you go and play.
With rolled-up sleeves looking busy all day.
Countered balance tilting pressure life's game.
Preceding parody and paradox
purposed reasoned goals: harsh realities.
Lifers; stalking the clocks like flocks of hawks.
Bobby socks donning Ft Knox nighttime rocks.
One good turn earns another: Guarantees.
(Tomorrow?)
Epilogue:
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Treble naught your psalms furlong ...
Who grows the dare
and distant flare
who knows the role
of clouds in the air
There is a whole world out there
They cannot see it
They pass right by it
They pass right through it
They who possess the power of sight ...
... sight also possesses
... a grain of sand
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Hilo Poet
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