After the air crash
A massive search was set up
To trace the black box
Nothing could be found
In and around the crash site
Raising suspicion
Then came the experts
With their new simulators
To recreate events
Tents were set up soon
And every piece of debris
Filmed and listed
The missing blackbox
Remained a mystery for all
The sleuths were called in
Their first opinion
After investigation
Was rather fuzzy
Their far-fetched theories
From terror to negligence
Were convoluted
Soon the villagers
Appeared and casually
Unearthed the box
They thought it looked vile
They hid it well underground
A mystery solved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'black' the hidden simple brought to light...interesting read...10