My curiosity is made from – 

the hope of helping others,

millions of gold riches,

the bitter smell of a mouldy lemons, 

and the feeling of what it would be like

 to be appreciated in the world.

I found it – 

weeping inside me,

encaged in a dark cell 

wanting to explore the world,

wandering the streets 

wondering what to do next.

My curiosity can – 

my curiosity can lead to an everlasting adventure,

it can  uncover secret tombs and buried treasure,

it can discover abandoned cities and David’s hair.