The Diver

As the greedy sailor navigates his ship
Journeying the seas for treasures he can nip,
Lands, spices, jewels and oil
Granting fleeting fame for his efforts and toil;

As the businessman dressed in suit and tie
Telling his wife he’ll only be a while
Labours over the monthly sales,
‘Just enough to balance the scales’;

As the erotic dancer paints her face
With the mask she’s come to hate,
Smiling as crowds watch wide-eyed
But feeling so empty, so empty inside;

The diver reaches the depths of the sea
Into the darkness he swims blindly,
Finding a box weighed down by stones
Once freed, the light of his soul becoming known.