Waves that push the salty mud
Into holes in sands
Realize not that these are homes
Built by cancer hands
Cancer life's no cake-walk, see?
Constant floods, landslide
The predators' might and rivals' fights
Just one place to hide...
Where are palace and huts in holes
which disappear in waves?
All they need's a place their size
There's no master, slave
If men were crabs and cancers, men
Will cavities fill the beach?
Concrete buildings won't rise up
As tall as they can reach....
Its human mind thats eaten up
By everything cancerous
The name's given to crabs though, who'll
Think it preposterous!!!
