The Coffee Shop


Hot drinks

Lots of talks

Music thudding

Laughter ringing

Friends hugging

Strangers greeting

No stranger here

No outsider here

Traffic fought

Coffee bought

Bankers and teachers

Students and workers

In and out fast
Half past

The clock chimes

And the shop empties

Music still plays

And the people still talk

But now a silence descends

And the people whisper

Smiling rather than laughing

Hush tones instead of loud voices

Still the barristers call out names

Still the greetings are said

But with a quiet air

A writer works hard about an artist

While she sketches his face

A student studies

And a mother reads

The clock chimes

And in comes the rush

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