The Witness

Sometimes, as we stand at the point of an observer can be quite interesting.
Today, when i passed by a supermarket...

There were people looking at the red- blood cherries,

There were people picking them into bags.

There were others looking at the people scanning through the cherries,

There were some others standing outside the supermarket

observing the others who were looking at people who were 

browsing at the cherries.

I was walking by witnessing,

the doer, the observer( including myself) and the subject.

What a moment:)