The Stolen Pearl - Poem by MEKALH AGAMET

They glanced in horror…
all confused,
Bewildered face,
confused like a fool
The pearl couldn't vanish in a thin air.
Its price was blood
And couldn't match to a tool,
Yet…. they are told
Somewhere somehow
There is no pearl at hand
But the illusion is there…
They were urged to quiet their spirit,
And never say "the pearl is stolen"
To the band.

They conceded… the pearl was stolen.

Years passed, they patiently waited
How come a priceless pearl
Could be stolen out of a blue!
They were convinced,
There was one thief who has a clue…
And they knew Who.

But then….helpless as they became
Chastened and cussed themselves,
For they were too naive and fools
To be stored in shelves,
While the priceless pearl was shoved
To the Wolves.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 25, 2013

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