the night stalls

In the night stalls
Near to the main market
The people come
The taste of dinner and supper

The easy going flow
The customers of various sizes
Throng the stalls pick choices
The night hawkers' stalls

The hawkers years in business
The toils and tolls get into them
The hardwork and long hours
The years seem unkind to them

Some age quickly
Breathing in smoke
Today I see two
Suddenly aging

I haven't been there a while
So I guess something got into them
Sickness or the toil of labour
Earning to survive

Yet the hawkers ploughing through
Feeding the customers of all sizes
The businesses of food and drinks
Money can be made with hard work