The yellow river

he walked alone all day,
all night till the yellow river.

to bathe in what happiness he thought
he'd get from that glowing simmer.

he built many a golden chariots
golden armours did he wear

still felt a huge void
nothing he could find to be dear

then he crossed some merry folks
"friends" who siphoned off his despair

let go off the yellow river did he
to settle for something he'd truly care.