Ten years become twenty.
Twenty years become thirty.
Thirty years become fifty.
Fifty becomes one hundred.
One hundred becomes three hundred.
Three hundred becomes a thousand.
The bones of humans are salt and fade
and the beach is as new as the sky.
The thing that I purchased was bone.
un-hundred is doing best the duty
so is un-thousand, for you, your ego accept
– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin