Pearl

When they want
For wealth and gold and pearls

They will rip it from your
Hands and from the clam,
With the hunger of lust and malice

Swallowing life whole
The lost thieves of old...

Those who only feed the wolf
Loving dogs for more than thee.

It's curious to think
They presume that it is wealth
The heaviness of gold
Just A mystic rock just melted chains.

The other a product of invertebrates

To lug about with them
Nude Flashing all who happened by
Their wares
There's no use for a sack of pearls

When here we get
And get got
Seeds
Fertile minds
A wealth unmatched
[Point to the temples of our skulls]
A chain of pearls

How I should want
To learn from the honor
Of good fathers
Great pearls of their wisdom

How I should rather covet
the wisdom of a clam
How an alien looking thing
Under endless canopies
Of un drinkable seas
Could be awarded / afforded "Creation"

(You better should know)

The artistic hand of Masterpiece
Shaping all
Opalescence
Almost to a cut Diamond
How godlike is this gift
From the mouth
Like the clam ...

What treasures could be better heard
When all the world
Spoke Love
The language of divine "Creation."