Saleh Ben Saleh

I Dream of Treasure

I have a chart,

to a piece of art.

It’s in a trunk,

In a ship that sunk.

I need the elite,

for the task to complete.

I’ll pay in pound,

Once it’s found.

The chest was grey,

with no decay,

but all alone,

I dare to stay.

Diamonds are bold,

and have a charm,

but the site of gold,

did keep me calm.

I’ll toast a drink,

to the fools I’ll wink.

I’ll be discreet,

in pub or street.

If all goes well,

In skies I\'ll dwell.

When all is done,

My past is gone.