and I saw!

In the stormy shadowy sunday

I saw a salesman selling strawberries,

Organic oranges with olallieberries,

Pink peaches, pears and plum,

Nearby a small stinky shanty slum.

I saw a watcher watching wagon,

Alone a nocturnal knight with none,

Observing owners on obstruction,

Focusing like dragon of a dungeon.

I saw a student studying in shade,

Gaping at the golden glowing glade 

In books, the pictures presents precise,

Only knowledge shall suffice.

I saw an elder ebbing energy,

Shall surely be sent to surgery,

But mind muddled and marching,

Praising the past patriarchy.

I saw a tramp toiling an' turning to a tunnel,

His figure faint, fells like a funnel,

Asking alms, in austere atmosphere,

No shirts,no shorts, snowing so severe.

I saw a politician publicly pleasing the pigs,

tracking trenches, tricking and turning ticks,

These greedy-good Ghosts, girating to grate,

Harmful-hateful hosts, holding hands of hate.

I saw myself mindlessly mingling,

Watching Things torturing threateningly tinkling,

To give a helping hand, honour to the helpless,

Destroy those dodgy, diabolical desertness.