Bag People

Bag People, we are.

No longer contained to our physical being.
Some carry one, some carry two, others carry more, but hardly any carry none.
Leather, canvas, fabric, and plastic in all shapes and colors
Walk the Bag People down the city streets, clinging tightly to our treasures 
Papers, phones, books, computers, and pills all crammed in. 
No longer satisfied with just what’s within