Amongst Vipers

I walk the streets alone,
Amongst vipers,
Yearning for the cream,
Of my solitude,
Devoid of company,
Just lonely amongst.
Even the loudest scream From my bosom,
That could blarr the deafs ear,
Seem to bother none,
These vipers,
Sure amaze me,
At their blindness,
Deafness and clueless nature,
Of the worth of the cream,
They wish to swindle