Stones in the quarry

A stone as it stands is compressed rock mixed with and then God took his hands and made that the essence of man.

We emulate and repeat , making us concrete, he also says there’s no need to compete your all made from me.

The quarry is where you can find us, making the cement that will bind us.

Measuring men and their motives, 24in gauge to these boulders. Breaking them free And chipping off the rough corners , so they’re erected thusly, come let the plumb lean up on it.

We get the cement and we pour it , can’t let it sit for a while, master masons just do it , as we pull out our trowels.

Spread the cement all around even for the brothers we haven’t or won’t see for a while.