Treasure Seekers
How fickle the sea can be
And what fair maidens do ride it
With great wheels at the helms of the ships
Each with keen navigators beside it.
They venture out beyond the mist
In search of something not on their own shore
Seeking exotic beauty and riches
Never satisfied, always wanting more.
Their home is in the heart of vast waters
Their love for the sea second only to treasure
They pillage and plunder like pirates
And live only for that moment of pleasure.
