Slight

Slight Catching head with both hands A pedestrian was on footpath Near, in a mound of sand, Slept dog’s slight was Care free it was no tension alive A running car dispersed mud In its head and tail drops so far Pedestrian cast an eye and passed A crow sat and cawed in belly May be it was complaining Inhuman behave of road A class a failure of broadcast Before onlooker could trace The wheel past unwittingly Poor sleeper could not rest Even in open air of earth. A message of slight duty A care for helpless to save Denizen should be attentive Whether his eyes if on drive. A mere care of towards Are wheels on right track? Not bothering walkers on In vain grinding teeth towards.