One day he will pick it up and look at the strange lines,
He will wonder about the different markings left behind,
Generously, he will be paid greatly to his satisfaction,
For discovering something from ancient civilizations,
Of a time when vehicles used to use the wheel,
Of when a man's labor was used to make steel,
It will be a small book that once belonged to a girl,
A assortment of poems written in the now ancient world.
