I don’t know who asked this question. It was relayed to me third hand by a friend of a friend of a primary school teacher.
Islands don’t float unconnected:
They’re not on their own.
Though oceans surround them,
And make them feel separate
Still, under the islands
And under the oceans
The earth is the earth is the earth.
And part of each island is magma
And all of the magma is flowing
Together
And the deepest-down part of each land
Is the iron that rests at the centre.
Each island, each country, each nation,
Links back to the core
Through the flow of the magma
Through iron, through stone
We’re connected
And when you can see that
Then even the borders
That seas make between us
Don’t matter so much any more.