Daylight Shouts On Market Street

Daylight swerves around the road Shouting from corner to corner Morning comes alive The traffic starts rolling And people start flowing I walk briskly up the road And walk along Market Street The layover vendors are just waking up And some of them are escaping the night rush A big broad woman hanging over her stall With yam, banana, pumpkin and everything in the mix shouts at the man behind her As if she has somewhere urgent to go “do you have any cologne?” And the man calmly uttered, “Mi no use cologne” The body sweat drips form her face And her grouchy voice sets the tone for the day He looked at her with a subtle grin While he tries to take in everything She speaks loudly above the stench And looked desperately for early morning shoppers I walked down the bare empty street With no emotional feelings Just recuperating from yesterday’s pain That made me feels a bit lame I did not see anything to console me And the pile of garbage lined up on the street Was enough to disgust me I kept walking along Market Street With no single thoughts running about me Only the morning I could see running in front of me And I could hear a distant song beckoning me to come along The market people start to set out their stall To catch the early morning shopper They too were reminiscing over last night’s sales That kept them waiting all night It’s Sunday morning for heaven’s sake What were you doing up so late The angry man ferocious yawn nearly blow up a terrible storm The Chinese wholesale store Lined the street from door to door There is no local business here anymore And it is very hard for the locals to sell their clothes Oh I am thinking too hard, no it’s just that I hate to see people suffering They were selling in the market all night And it’s not the price you want to pay To earn you’re living all day People come and go but the regular people Shouts are part of the daily show Come and shop with me. Buy all you can from the people you meet on market street.