Hands That Mold

Quicksand swiftly soothed my sunburns Callused, yet protected The sweat cooled me to my core Until the thirst won the war My friends the crows and I soared the sky Tummies packed With trash to mourn Our friends the bat Death with human hands Quicksand cooled Extinguished with time taken Perfected its purpose All around lie barron lands Death with human hands Quicksand cooled Extinguished with time taken Perfected its purpose All around lie barron lands Death with human hands