The Stonehearted Bastards

We are the stones
Taken up by hands
Caste into the river deep
Sinking to the depths of our psyche

We are the stones
Irritating scapegoats
Falling from your filthy boats
To the lush carpet of your domain

We are the stones
Rigid and proud
Hard headed bastards
Our hideous off color
The deadliest arsenal in winter storms
Cracking, impaling your fragile life

We are the stones
Here forever more
Live with us, our necessary assets
Utilize in times of panic
Our tiny, forgotten gift