The crowds all bustle and hurry along
Pushing piled trolleys dodging the throng,
Bargain hunters having the time of their lives
While old men sit on benches, waiting for wives
The stores are abuzz with voices all raised,
In excited chatter about the money they`ve saved,
While probing, comparing, all those special lines,
Men sit on benches, waiting for wives.
Some pause near their menfolk from time to time,
Leaving loaded trollies , for them to mind ,
Some are exhausted and that`s the time when,
They`ll sit on the benches and talk with their men.
The crowds mill around from shop to shop,
The hustle and bustle it never does stop,
And so life goes on while the time flies
And men sit on benches and wait for their wives .
JW Jan 97.
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Reviews of "Down In The Mall"
Reviewed by Bev
Reviewed on June 30, 2003
This is my favorite because it is so true!!!
Wonderful poetry!!! Love you Dad.xoxoxox
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
Wonderful poetry!!! Love you Dad.xoxoxox