Wednesday, March 20, 2024

The Loss Of Markets


The Loss Of Markets
by Lord R.e. Taylor

The market has always been
A warm world in the cold city
People working in so many stalls
Selling everything you could ever want
So many of the market’s people became legends
With their stories told over and over again
Stories of friendship and love
And maybe a few about hidden treasures
Sadly too many markets and the stories are gone
Lost to a world of Walmarts and Targets

© Poem – XX/III/MMXXIV
LRET


 

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