We huddle on this grain of sand
set in an endless sea
with national allegiance
as our first priority.
Our arbitrary boundaries
we patrol from month to month
just to see another nation
won't abscond with our free lunch.
There is another way to live
upon our grain of sand
in which we don't divide ourselves
in arbitrary bands.
Together we look upward
into that endless sea
and dream of epic voyages
spelled out in poetry.
If we join hands and share the dream
we're bound to rise above
this humble little grain of sand
the key is simple. Love.