Big Foot

Coming or going

Building or destroying

Leaving sandcastles in danger

No anger

Releasing the sea

Someone told the sand to do too much

Too far gone

Someone directed the water to retreat

It was meant to stand strong

Making space for the mighty rush

Demanding a crush

A foot on sea

A foot on sand

A magical disaster when big foot lands

Sinking and swimming

Ending and beginning

Big foot is everywhere

Big foot is always there

Few notice because his hands have a different flare

A flame, a fire like a wild mare

When he stomps it’s three miles wide

He clears three planets in one stride

Stomps the stars into the sea

Yet declares both to be

He even gives the seashells destiny

Not decorations for lofty castles

But preparations for diamonds and crystals

All a glow

Their mission is below

Go below, yes, below

Or risk destruction

Big foots are two

Go down

Or be an instrument of destruction

Be shattered, be fired, be like blown glass

Go work with those who clash and claw and gash!

Because big foot, he brings tidal waves

Tsunamis of destruction, crushing, and clearing

Relentless manners, order, inertia, instruction

The equalizer to inflexion