Life Is Like A Bazaar
Every event is like a bazaar
We bargain with our minds
And cast our bids
With our hearts
He who becomes taken by the lesser
Will be enslaved to the greater
Urged on by our indulgences
Are we ever freed
Go and follow the sequences
Just described
And be devoured within
You with no discrimination
So hidden are great manifestations
But we are held hostage
To self indulgences
And what the bazaar brings
poem by Richard Hinz
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