Treasure Chest Poem by Kieran J1996

Tresure chest of old,
Open the lid and behold,
See whats inside,
The curiosity you cannot hide,
Cob webs crackle, hinges creek,
And inside i take a peek,
What i wanted most is revealed,
That was in this chest, forever sealed,

Treasures from on old
A story here, to be told.
Storehouse of great wealth,
A bundle of good health,
Darkness out of the chest does creep
I wonder what I can reap.
Inside the chest a golden glow,
Jewels? silver? gold? No!
Inside a tresure so rare and dear,
Only whispered silently in one's ear,
Will you keep your sanity?
When you looks upons man's humanity?

This is another Joint poem by me and Denise Bekker and so if you like it then give her a message too. We worked on this together so she deserves credit too.