Life Is Like A Market Place Poem by Lanre Samuel

Life is like a Market Place
Where people hustle and bustle
To make ends meet,
Some are in an hurry,
While a few are patient
To order their steps.

Some are here to sell
The Creator's/Man's given gifts,
While others are here to buy
What the gifted sells.

Some are here to play away time,
A little are here to steal from the poor,
Our tracks are different,
Desires are different,
Duration are different.

We are not here to stay forever,
When we eventually go home,
People will ask what we bring
from the market place.