Never Enough

I walked to the sea.
There you could find none but me.
I went to a bar.
No glue, no clips, and no tar
Could hold me still.

I ate from wealth.
Taking all the money I could to try to help.
I ate from nature.
Yet even with all the money, foods, and furs,
My appetite would never fill.

I learnt from books.
I read of all the authors and their works.
I learnt from streets.
Yet even with all the knowledge in the world, urban, Roman or Greek,
I still know nothing, and have no skills.