One Grain of Sand

Posted by Brad Osborne on November 14, 2019 · 7 Comments

You speak to me of your great deed

How you have carved yourself into the land

A persistent and egotistical need

Sought by only one so frail as a man

You rise to sit above all other beasts

And consume the rest out of hand

Your existence spawns parasitic feasts

Like locust you devour the land

You think that you have done and seen it all

Building your monuments to your kind

But as with all things will come the fall

You will be forgotten and left behind

For I have seen earth from nigh heaven

And swam the depths of ocean far below

Blown across the vast deserts of Yemen

And fallen with alpine blanket of snow

I have seen so much more than you

Of this Mother earth that is so grand

And yet my being not thrust into view

Like your rape and pillage of the land

But I will still be here when you are done

Watch the passing of this virus that is man

Your own fatal demise is surely spun

And witnessed by this one grain of sand

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