Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2019 | Page 30

The Ming Treasure crew repeated that job many times,
All across the world they sailed, all those stunning sights,
Known all over the world at last, they set sail for home.
Just one chest left, they possessed, their only treasure left,
Intended to be used for restoring China’s wealth.
Little did they know about the wave coming up soon,
The thunderous wave lurched at the ship and let the chest fall.
Gold spilled out, swirling into the kingdom of the fish,
The Ming Treasure Fleet had decorated the waters.