Ignored, thrown around
Useless and unknown
Often disregarded
By the grass, the trees
The sun and the moon
But it was a rock
Just a rock
Still a rock
It was rough
Not pretty, or smooth
Or needed by the elements of nature
People would look at it, and turn away
Some would pick it up
And throw it far far away
But it was a rock
Just a rock
Still a rock
Through time,
It travelled the world
It saw things, many couldn't see
The pain of the beggars
On a cold winter
The happiness of street dogs,
Nipping on bread
The thirst of a sparrow
Battling a drought
The hope of a child,
On a Christmas morning
It witnessed
But it was a rock
Just a rock
Still a rock
Through time,
Things changed
Storms raged
Life reveal death
And love ended
With a goodbye
The trees disappeared
The grass wilted
The sun and the moon
Were covered by clouds
But it was a rock
Just a rock
Still a rock
It was stronger
Than the trees
Harder than
The grass
Much more constant
Than the sun and moon
Through time,
It became smaller
Scattered all around the world
Each peice held a memory
But it was a rock
Just a rock
Still a rock
And that rock
Survived through
Everything that passed
It was proud
To be a rock
Just a rock
Still a rock 
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