Treasure Island

Cokbod Lodwogo

(1979-present / San Leandro)

Struck Gold


I think I have struck gold
I have been panning and panning
the rivers that I have seen
with my own eyes
looking for something that stood out
Then there was this shine
in the deepest part of the river
for I only look in the deepest part of the river
I no longer go to the shallow end
as I did during my youthful years

I set the pan inside the water
and dug into some dirt and gravel
Low and behold
you were there at the center of it
illuminating and beautiful
worth more than anything I have ever owned
and anything I have ever wanted or needed

Submitted: Friday, September 23, 2005

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