The man wanted to travel far
But knew not where to go,
He set sail with a crew of men
From the shore of Amerigo.

He reached an isle, old and good
But totally deserted it sure looked
Then an arrow flew rite out
And passed through skulls of two!

The crew set sail, shitless scared,
And just sailed back to home,
But in their haste they made a turn
And found themselves in Rome!

The man now lay on the old sea shore,
About to just go waste,
A tribal girl just saw him there
And made her way in haste!

She cared for him and quite she helped
To bring him back to life,
Then she saw that one fine day
He just sat up alive!

He thanked her much for doing so
For bringing him her home,
He was just so gratefull that
He then thanked her some more!

Once he was standing on a raft,
The wood just gave away,
And he fell right in the drink,
Got almost washed away!

When he was being pulled back up,
He saw something he knew,
He told them all to shut rite up
And listen to his news!

When he told them what he saw
They jumped right up in joy,
And then the gold was brought back up,
By 3 or 4 young boys!


The days flew by and soon he felt
it was time to leave,
He begged for leave at the chieftain's side
They begged him not to leave!

But he heard them naught he pressed his side
And they had to agree,
And he set sail back to his land
In joyous reverie!

He reached his land like a mighty man,
And his crew came to his feet, he had them Flogged for one whole day
then had them fed to bees!

His tales are told even now by men
Of valor and of guts,
They told us all that they had seen
None else of his status.


He lived a life of peace and gain
But let the truth be told,
He was last seen near a port
And same went for his gold!;)


- SoulReaver

P.S - this was written yrs ago wen i was still in school, in my 8th grade.

:)