Toss It Aside Poem by Shane Martin

Toss it all aside, in open space
Let time erase
The bits inside
The parts divide
The corners crease
But I am pleased
‘Cause it was mine
To toss aside

Bury it our back, deep in the earth
For all it's worth
Let time attack
And eat and crack
Away the shell
And soul, as well
‘Till all is black
Buried out back

Just give it some time to sit and stew
To form, all new
Within the grime
Something sublime
To some degree
It came to be
A nursery rhyme
When given time