People Made of Sand And Clay

by Ben   Jan 12, 2006


We live and we die,
Its the chosen path for us.
Save me from this sickness baby,
Save me from our destiny.

Eternitys just a step away
Nothing more than another road
The days pass with no meaning
And you know you dont feel anything

Save me from this disease
But dont get too close
Its just another excuse
As we all fall into the future

The water from the ground
Comes and washes us away
From the beginning til the end
Just people made of sand and clay

We wash away, we fade away
Not a footprint left
This sickness consuming me
Taking me over today

The tears of wax melt away
Innocence and impurity
Because no one stands beside you
But this is nothing new

This sickness fills you
I prayed to the devil
Created an evil brew
You know its just the truth

Water from the ground
Comes and washes us away
From the beginning til the end
Just people made of sand and clay

Day by day, we pour our insight onto a plate
The world turns but we dont feel it
Unspoken thoughts shaping your reality
But its nothing youll ever see

We come and we go
Nothing real to cling to
When you disappear you wont be missed
You made your life out of broken bricks

If you really want so little
Then why do you take so much
Playing life like a game of cards
Always calling the bluff

Water from the ground comes and washes us away
From the beginning til the end
Just people made of sand and clay.

©Ben.S 2006-01-12

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  • 18 years ago

    by Angel

    Another great poem, you have such a talent in writing...... look forward to more great work!

    Angel XX

  • 18 years ago

    by LovinMyLife

    Hey nice poem I like it....keep it up and check out my poems and tell me what you think....kk? bye

  • 18 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    It looks like you put a lot of thought into this one. It has a good message, and the flow is great; it rolled perfectly off my tongue. You've always been such a fantastic writer, in which I envy. E>. I hope all is well with you darling, and keep writing, you're far too talented to stop. *Hugs*. Take care.

    Much love,
    Mortie.x.