Traders In Time
To and fro, up and down
Traders in time in turns of toil
In bid of bliss and green- grounds
Tearful and gleeful, Cheerful and stressful
Hunt and hound for varied delights
Coming and going all the time
Voices of millions that vent all the way
In continuous cycles rushing along all day
Like busy ants saving for rainy days
And restless birds scurrying to perch
Streaming along day after day
Gathering and making meaning of scraps
They strut and thud
Putting up shades and hiding in tents
Along this far-flung space
Via momentous hypes they swirl
Amid punctures of conflicts and catharsis
Till again their restless feet
Weary out and others take their place
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