La Ville D’or.

The lad wandered....

Into the forest~deep

Searching—

For his weapon.....

Where was the sword?

He hoped he’d find it.

His eyes caught

Something bright ‘n’

Dazzling in the ground.

A doubloon!

The minute the

Coin was in his hand-

He was no longer

In the forest,

But in a city of gold.

The lad stared at the

Golden paradise,

Such a grand place!

He smiled at

All the shiny

Paths, & splendor.

Then he walked

Over to the palace.

He thought to himself:

Why was the place empty?

There was no one

To give him a tour of the city.

After a short while,

The sun began to set.

The ground started to shake.

He looked around him..

Piles of bones rattled ’bout

Forming a skeleton army!

The lad felt beads of sweat

Trickling down his forehead,

As the skeletons drew closer

They moved in rhythm

Even sliding toward him.

He was amazed & terrified!

He begged them to let him go.

The skeletons slapped their knees

Then chuckled & shook their heads.

Here was another human

To add to the ones that

Had stumbled into their city.

They came with a feeling-

Of loss, looking for something

That was precious to them.

When they find the gold

Its always hard for them to

Not seize it for themselves

It is too late for them now

To turn back and head home

They are a part of the golden city!

#LaVilleD’or.

Inspired by the legend/myth: El Dorado.