Capital Grains Return

Come as you are and laugh how you will
Stomp in your boots where you may
Your imprints won’t reach the sands of my core
For given the buoyant effect of the taken
Held captive my structures submerged are not shaken
And will emerge from the depths of all Hell, once more;
From a sea much darker than rippling holes
Marketing shares of continuance
Covering the sky, as it is, though comparable
I have limited value, yet
Towards my advantage I bear no shame-
I’ll forever stand by these currents
As a sun-dry shore in wait, accounting for its own redemption
Awashed in chaos, payed forward
In waves- crashed- unaware of their fate

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