I have all

I have all



I have all,

I have land (my own piece of land),

I have water.

isn’t that all,

that a man needs.



one more thing,

I have gold.

yes, solid shiny gold,

embedded all over a wooden box.

the box, which is lying deep in the moist ground.

no one can snatch this land from me,

nor the gilded box in which I lie.



all they took from me was air,

air enough to breathe.



- the dark one