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She
sat on bench groceries
next to me waiting before going
home midday sun exhausted
me hour when market was
busiest looked around square at
range of people present at
toy stalls youths counting
their coins mother yelling at
infant across square an old lady picking
vegetables picking them from
the floor boldly but timidly she
put them in her trolley i
sympathised wandered what a life she
lead oriental tourist asked me to
photograph him and partner in front of
town hall returned to sit down clouds
turned from blue to black
atmosphere became chilly rain
fell as it had never
before as if God was showing his
wrath hurling rain at us
mere mortals race to find shelter in own
hurry ignorant of how others fled this natural
disaster once safe looked out saw
men scurrying to their stalls this
was their livelihood square was
derelict- completely deserted- with one
exception; that old lady she
continued picking food- oblivious- of
all that happened
Each to his own: She
