Lies of an Angry Ocean

The ocean shouted at the clouds,
“You’re pathetic you know?”
“With no connection to anything,”
“You’re just shallow fools,”
“Floating about in your airheaded ways,”
You’re useless, every one!”

And the ocean’s waves crash and turn,
Frothing in an angry rage,
Disguising the lies it so passionately shouted,
Lies rooted in anger,
At those vapors that escaped from within,
That left it sitting there, abandoned,
While the went on their ways, without a care,

For what use is depth,
Without freedom?
What use is depth,
Without care,
What use is it,
Without someone to explore it?

And if clouds are free to go on their way without consequence,
What use is an ocean?