Let me tell you a story

Image from: world trade consortium

Let me tell you a story,
While I am here and free,
Except I am not free,
I don’t have it given to me,
Like a stone on the street,
Ignored and kicked,
Either it stays and sturdy,
Or washed, blew, and moved,
From where it originally be,

Then people found me,
They said I am different,
Hold values on my own,
Not an ordinary stone,
Of the countless pebbles no different from my own,
They mentioned gold, diamond, and gem,
Such high values and status,
Believe in I can be one of a statue,
High and mighty with virtues,

Sorry to say but there is nothing inside me,
Nothing of value except the rough crumbles,
When you start to crush me,

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