I Am The Ordinary

Handle me with utmost care As you handle an egg or a piece of glass though I have both of their characters but I am neither of them I am very ordinary With a fragile outside shell But I hold inside In my yoke All the ingredients Of a good food For the good health Of your extraordinary Powerful life if you drop me treat me with contempt I can easily break myself With thousand pieces Useless Still if you step Over me I am powerful enough To teach you a lesson With my shards When I am more in number And available to be picked up by the fragile hands of the street and march together with fists though I am an ordinary man now I am the most powerful.