The pillars heroes died to build, now fallen by our prodigal hands. And the base sand lends some hands, too; Disconcertedness of being the most weighty, But with no water, it's a piece of entity!; That won't solidify with no magnanimity, Though coarse when bond firmly, with no dismay of prejudice comes its sagacity. Like bamboo, robust and thick, Standing tall in the wild of enmity; Overcoming the wild windy tornado. Oh ye sand! Alone does not make a brick But bare substance matched by wandering foot. But collective builds great wall That will wax strong in the sand of time Till forever and beyond forever