Clay of the Earth

there are just

too many

too many

uncertainties

when this is

all I have

I was sheltered

but now the torrent

it pummels my head

a storm that cares not

for me

for me

this is all for me

and yet you treat me

like dirt

the earth

soil and clay

I am easily malleable

impressionable

I am clay

I am clay

and I change always

so the matter is not

that everything

around me

changes shape

it is I who change

I am clay

of the Earth