Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Marketplace



The little kid down he went
To see the marketplace
Where different flavors grew

And he saw the different kinds
And learned each object
What it meant

Friend, is he who guides you to the end
With you
sails across the sea, in good weather and bad.
Lover is one that holds you back not at all
But who helps you to your dreams
And he being one of them too.
Time is sensed until you change form
Time is not the same to all, a minute can be his two.
Addiction is there in many flavors he saw
Even the rotten sometimes, addiction is there.
Let the wise think
And the dumb talk
Or let it be the other way around, for human behavior is a weirdo.
The tired goes to sleep, no need to rush,
No need to climb cliffs if your body says no.
There were beliefs; beings, meanings, life and what not
 And there was science and philosophy
Where the light found out about the stars.

And a smile made the day
A fish swam until it was caught
He was smart,
after “smart” was defined and compared to him
And a book we read, a new adventure through we went
And an unmoving chapter makes a story boring

A bark of a cat
A bark of a dog
To see the unseen
To pay for the items

All this happened in the marketplace
Where many different flavors grew
And a little kid wrote this all
For us to read; me and you

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