Deep below the sea

What could there possibly be?

That we cannot see

Greedy to see more

Glowing blue waves on the shore

Washed up treasured lore

Glassed seashell decor

Ruins on the ocean floor

Statues with allure

Murals tell stories

Of hatred and weeping pleas;

Echoed banshee screams

People without feet

Nose-less with sharp point teeth

A scaled tail for feet

An enchanting song

That once lured pirates along

Never again to see dawn