Quick Sand

We have mortar

and we have brick

but the foundation is sand

and we’re sinking quick

and no amount of thinking

can fix the foundation

and we need far more

than a renovation

About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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