SandGrains

I’m circling the wagons

Mystified by what’s happening

Here and across the

World everything just seems

About to boil over

I don’t know how

To stop the tsunami

I just one grain

Perhaps if I poke

And you poke and

They poke and then

Most everyone else pokes

Each little sand grain

Combined can stand together

And simply say no

We are not nothing

And can stop Armageddon

For if not us

Who they don’t care