Chapter X: Uselessness
Everyday walks or rides,
Just to assist his parents,
But every time it's tides,
He left and went out to rent's.
As the river turns to stream,
All the fishes move to sea,
Like it was just all a dream,
It's better enough to see.
As one says plant to prevail,
For air be exchange to us,
But how could it solve our fail?
It's enough to make a fuss.
For the sea it is shallow,
But the ocean is deeper,
There is no light to swallow,
Then the deep is the keeper.
When the sea meets the rivers,
He gathers his thoughts again,
As the current delivers,
None take it as a rice grain.
"Do they really still need me?
They already have the brains,
Nor musician likely,
But they are not flat as plains.
Though there's also an artist,
Even a lot of gamers,
Not I think there a pianist,
Also a lot of memers.
As the band begins to play,
What to expect is so smooth,
An instrument goes away,
It is nothing good as soothe.
They do not recognize me,
Like the status of a state,
Never official as thee,
Nor a member that they ate.
However given this point,
I'm just a like a stardust,
Drifting in space, break a joint,
Nothing matters to adjust.
Like a bridge that does not meet,
Nor a building with no post,
Once I lead them as neat,
But dethroned and thus lost host."
He really tried to fit in,
Like an ant in the termites,
Just as he was 'bout to pin,
Ideas burst and ignites.