A Treasure Chest Poem by Gulrukh Tausif

Deep beneath the blue waters
Dwells an old sunken ship
In it lies a treasure chest
Greed and avarice at their best

Glinting silver coins aplenty,
Gold bars and a necklace pearly
Some diamond pins and a ruby ring
And a glittering crown fit for a king

An ivory fan and sapphire bracelets
Jeweled cups and emerald anklets
Heap upon heap, mound upon mound
There they lie, waiting to be found

The chest took lives of men depraved
And the treasure lies in a wet, muddy grave