Lagos

The prosaic luminary came up quietly
between the corporate tall buildings of the highland, illuming the opaque lagoon unveiling the mainland It's flooding spotlight an opening Opera; a sundry of people in a buzz, vehicles blaring horns, vociferous voices chanting names of various places to go, hawkers parading goods and foods in descant tone, passengers struggling to get on board some getting off, all in a dance to the resounding music.
Its *universal* beam reflecting on procession of piled up automobiles, many of them in disarray moving intermittently uniformed men in chorography prancing to the traffic flow.
It limelight focuses on a certain scene; an old woman touted her trout to a garage tout who gave his scout vulgarly, things going south
she became a trout.
Finally the Azure colors began to set
but the theatrical set goes on into the night. A new episode begins at dawn.