‘Struck Gold’ Poem
Across the high seas of woe, a journey for a new fortune awaits
A land only known by hearsay, many stories revolve for gold
It’s shining beauty, seductive to the naked eye
The long journey, a looming sight of the new land
Many souls arrive, all share the similarity of thought
This quest for fortune, a challenge it seems
Digging the soil of Earth, deeper into the rabbit hole
The scorching fire of the sun, nature’s springs of water vanished
The harshest of dust, contaminates the blackened lung
The pain of the back’s bone, spreads in the body
Deeper in the Earth, no prize awaits
Digging in mass, fortune is the only matter
Clinking of the shovel, something is below
Jealousy of souls, curious by the clinking
A large jeweled mineral, shiny gold in its quality
At the bird's eye of the sun, treasure is its value
Hungry souls fight, the greed enacts within this Earth’s trenches
Away from madness, a new lifestyle begins
