Arab and Berber Traders
In the seven hundreds, we traded salt
Arab and Berber traders
Were gold and ivory graders
Horses and tigers bartering came to a halt
Cloth, swords, and books traded for chocolate malt.
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Categories:
traders, 4th grade, 5th grade,
Form: Limerick
Their Prices Low Their Sales Slow
Characters were going to Delhi.
Exotic goods they wanted to buy.
Their prices were low.
Their sales were slow.
Their biggest hit was the henna dye.
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Categories:
traders, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Limerick
Message To the Slave Traders
Hell has an entrance
But
Hell has not an exist
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Categories:
traders, abuse, africa, arabic, bible,
Form: Free verse
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
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Categories:
traders, adventure, leaving, life, morning,
Form: Free verse
Live Meat Traders
The day's down a-winding
For them it's just a-starting
To homes people are retiring
Their homes they are departing.
Shaming their mothers, they dress
Men's sanity to harass
Stocking their pockets, they prance
With the devil they romance.
That very crown of theirs
They display as common wares
So many unwilling eyes
Their sinful acts caress.
Their greatest of gifts brandishing
Of colors and forms varying
Suggestive smiles and
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Categories:
traders, sin, society, women, youth,
Form: Rhyme
Soul Traders
Mind over matter
What a sadistic lie
Because i sure feel
The finger poked in my eye
"Get over it," they say
But i wear the stain
Must be easy for them
Not to deal with the pain
I just get so tired
Of the lies that they sell
Trading a moment of pleasure,
For a lifetime of hell.
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Categories:
traders, angst,
Form: Rhyme
On Scrap Metal Traders
They came like locust
A clustering crowd clattering leaves
And when the cloud into cirrus strads had fade
I saw nothing the same as before.
Heap upon heap they came
Tormenting everything whose structure
Or bone or faith is metallic,
Tearing down bridges, or train lines
Or cables of communication
Leaving us to be spectators
And non-strategic commentators of greed.
It is a strange occupation
In
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Categories:
traders, history,
Form: Free verse