Grain of sand

We are but a spec
Small undescript grain of sand
Blown by the winds of change
Tumbling along with the masses
Tightly packaged and ensnared
Bursting with life but never freed
This is our lot without choice
Dunes amassed with time
Shifted by social winds
We the grains that build the dunes
As society wains under pressures of state
We are but a grain of sand