In the market place

 

 

“The world is a market place.”

Mother said.

“Heed only your heart,

So you may be guided right.

For it is filled with cries of the sanctimonious

Hawking wares that are not for you.”

We listened. 

Enveloped in his words,

In the vice like grip of his eyes,

I was deaf to their screams.

So was he.

And so, we lived happily ever after.

 

The end !

 

©Aweni

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