How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see!

was it just too late

the need expired liquid ankles

perhaps aid required no one cared

souls of misfortune passed on horses

through the flood sealing of fate

water throughout knees exposed

clothing ripped off of every pore

envisioning terror of the desperate

view comes within reach what now

appears a gentleman lost his grip of parapluie as he dozed