The Black Box
The secret to life and success
was hidden in the black box.
Wait a minute, let me regress.
The scroll was found under a rock.
It all started when I was young.
We were kids, just fooling around.
We were looking for some fun.
In the old ruins outside of town.
That’s when we found the scroll.
We knew it was really old.
We made it our number 1 goal.
To try and break the code.
The scroll was written in code.
It didn’t make any since to us.
We need a key, we were told.
Something to help was a must.
Something like a book or letter.
We had no idea what to use.
Then, years later, it got better.
I thought of The Bible to use.
Matching the numbers to
chapter & verse worked.
This broke the code, cool.
We could understand this quirk.
The secret to life & success.
Was hidden in a black box.
Not far from where you possessed
the scroll you found under the rock.
There were a few clues.
We looked for them in the old ruins.
We could no longer find the clues.
For years we searched those old ruins.
One day we found one of the clues.
We worked like mad digging for others.
Finally, almost too exhausted to move.
We found the final clue that covered.
Move one more thing and
the box should be there.
“There it is.,” lying in the sand.
It looked like it was all there.
We picked it up with trembling hands.
Blew off the dust and opened it up.
There, before our eyes, lying in sand.
The Holy Bible, with a note sticking up.
It said here is the secret to life & success.
Read this book from cover to cover.
God will do all the rest.
We just stood looking at one another.
We don’t know who set all of this up.
It was done long ago is all we know.
We like to think it was an angel’s cup
overflowing with love for our souls.———-R. W. Johnson—–(2014)