Market Day

It drizzles,
a brooding Saturday,
as children conspire,
but lack momentum
to initiate a plan.


Streets offer charity
in shops and big
issues happen in doorways.

Aromas waft a cultural
change, as grease becomes
smoke in Organic Square.
Burgers are dressed up and
hot dogs develop old spots.

Customers parade.
Sellers display:
exchanges are made:
quality is assumed.

Into  this formality,
comes a samba band;
all clangs and beats;
dancing up the streets.

The would-bee environmental guardians,
prevail in green and yellow.
Perhaps Brazil will win the World
Cup?
Stroud thinks so. 



Ck.

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