The Skywalk

Bridging the enormous Railway Dock,

Stands a majestic Sky Walk.

Having a quarter of an hour for our lectures to commence,

I decided to saunter around the rusting metal fence.

Taking small strides over the broken tiles,

I noticed a man selling cheap textiles.

It was then I noticed a young man selling toys,

And numerous kids around making havoc of noise.

The sight of a bookseller made my inner spirits to ignite,

The books of my favourite writers staring me in the bright sunlight.

Moving ahead did I notice a teen selling watches,

And a variety of smartphones with notable notches.

The metal fencing around was filled with posters of job vacancies,

Providing its applicants with various incentives.

A group of women; at each other, began to shout.

The reason for which I wasn't interested to figure out.

The road below the bridge resembled a gigantic Lake.

In which the traffic was moving like an enormous snake.

Beginning to keep my path straighter,

I realised while walking downstairs;

That it all began with a gleaming escalator,

And ended up at the disgusting broken stairs.