I miss those days;
when the market place;
was a place of information
a place where matters ;
are discussed
The market place;
A place where currency of money;
are exchanged ;
and also news are exchanged
everyone looking happy;
waving everyone innocently
different commodities;
one spirit
a place of love
Missing those days;
when dignity were valued;
where body was priceless
a time where body was not bought;
now body is a commodity;
been bought cheap
Virginity now a laughing stock;
Morals abandoned;
evil encouraged
Normal things now anti-normal
body covered to serve kings;
now body opened becoming slaves
Our body, a source of pride
Missing those days;
where they gather children;
listening to stories;
stories of wisdom
wisdom that teaches a lesson ;
parables and proverbs;
that directs
They say ;
wisdom is applicable to direct
those where our forefathers
men and women of wisdom ;
Solomon of those days
Africa folktales was fun to children ;
but now boring to our generation 
instead English borrowed stories
they enjoy reading
I miss those days
Do you miss those days?
Tell me what you miss?
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	D\'Poetic Princess (Pseudonym) (
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 - Category: Reflection
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