MY LOCAL TAXI RANK

Saturday night in my city it was wet and dank 
I made my way to the local taxi rank 
Given a number and had to wait my turn 
Another part of city life I was about to learn 

I saw youngsters worse for wear the perils of drink 
A man being sick causing an awful stink 
Two boys looked like they were heading for a fight 
Just another slice of city life on a Saturday night 

Cardboard boxes of food held onto for dear life
Cared for and loved like a husband to his wife 
During my stay I saw the police attend 
All that I saw was too much to comprehend 

How do people end up in such an awful state?
I will certainly remember my Saturday night taxi wait