TREASURES

TREASURES

There are treasures in the sea
Tossed about by angry waves,
Landing on the sandy beaches;
Treasures that man craves.

Shroud of darkness falls
On the beaches where man searches for
The precious, elusive, black pearl;
Wanting, always wanting, more.

Man will learn the hard way
That a pearl invites a crowd;
He must escape the greed and hunger
Or wear, himself, a shroud.

There are treasures in the sea
Tossed about by angry waves,
Landing on the sandy beaches;
Treasures that man craves.

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