The Shipwreckers

THE SHIPWRICKERS: The passengers don't feel okay with the rider, As the journey don't seem so right. Some are feeling very worried, As it's been bad from the genesis of this lap, Straight down with so many emphasis, Due to what's going on there in the ship. Wise men are rejected jointly with their ideas, Good men are lambasted anytime they appear. Their compasses and maps are not reasonably revered, By the shipwreckers who don't see their value, And the common passengers are enduring the agony, The solutions are laid askew. The chief rider and his team are on the balcony, Refreshing themselves with larceny. The ship is wrecking gradually, And the lives of the passengers don't matters them, Since they can join a different ship with their households; At anytime, anyday with just the ink of a pen. Their accounts are corruptibly bankrolled, So they care not if the passengers are marooned. Affirmatively, this chronicle is not assumed, But a reality that is rightfully presumed.