the quick sand

Sand of white or yellow
Digging up the sandy gold

The eyes and minds
The sandy particles flow

Catching it as the wind blow
Rustling along the whitish glow

At one time free
On the land full of it

Now interested parties
Digging up sand wealth will be made

Along the way
Incompetence rear its head

Money for the State
Diverted into other interests

The sandy money
The quick way to profit

Unless it deals is transparent
Nothing to hide, no lie, no cut

The hot sand now burning
On the incompetency lay