THE KINGS TREASURE
There’s nothing wrong with my life.
It’s what I make it, absent, of worry and strife.
On that day I finally found me.
It’s the day I became all I can be.
Believing first in me now.
I asked God am I worthy of thou.
Suddenly realizing I’m a King.
Anyone listening could hear me sing.
You ask what did I sing a song.
Yes being sure no one could say I was wrong.
You wondered how long my song would be?
It was my secret therefore only me.
Now I ponder my truth I create.
One thing was for certain there’s no debate.
I knew what I wanted that was for sure.
Much to my surprise the thing I wanted was in fact, the cure.
by Joshua Cobb