This Is Just A Marketplace Poem by Babatunde Aremu
This Is Just A Marketplace
This place is a market
Its not a permanent abode
We all come to the market
At different time
For varied reasons
Some to buy, some to sell
Many for window shopping
Few are for the fun of it
But when the night is come
The market square is deserted
All go back home to take stocks
Leaving the serenity our footprints
Behind to speak of our deeds or misdeeds
Such is this life
Today we are active participants
Tomrrow we journey back home
Kissing the marketplace bye
So, let everyone take care
How he trades in this market
Lest when the its over
We can have a blissful rest
Beautiful write. This poem reflects in different ways. People go to market for buying, selling or window shopping and journey back home. It can be taken as trading in shares too where people make profit and sure to have a blissful rest. A final Journey back, from where we came, is the final resting place for all. Thoughtful write. Loved the way you presented it beautifully.
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4/18/2024 10:02:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
that was not really what i was looking for but nice poem