The Market place

Dusty streets
Shouts from shopkeeper
Street children
Beggars
Horse and cart blocking access
Smells of food and drink
shouts, fights, cries, tears, death



Tar, hot melting
Radios blareing
Street children
Beggars
Trucks blocking access
Smells of gasses and fumes
Shouts, fights, noise, gun shots, death



A thousand years 
A thousand times
Ages change
Old ideas give way to new
Sweet meats give way to processed nothings



A thousand years
Everything diffrent
Nothing changed