Sinking sand Upon t

Sinking sand Upon the very source of my very existence sand From clay Adam my ancestor was structured that same sand From sand i cameth and unto that very sand lies my end The span i cover on this very sand So attached to the things upon this sand Neglecting leaving a jonahiac lifeto the things that matter Creating different ground onthatsand Sand a substance that consists of very small fine grains of rock In its natural form,coarse n unrefined All passes like the tidejust like mortals Even the very sand that which we long for n cherish,washes away like tide by the sea tide All which is sinking sand like quick sand All give way n six feet beneath into that sand Then we become that very sand we so much long for.and wish not to leave for we are product of sand n unto that sand we shall all return our home.