Darkness in the light

A dark oak sits in the light
Reaching up high, hoping to touch sun
It sits in a pond surrounded by rocks
Like a child waiting to play
And in that pond are happy Koi
Surrounding that pond is a joyful yard
The many grills sat
Waiting for the old man to light them
There's a large pit where the neighbors would watch
Large orange flames try to escape
And past that old house a garden sits
It's filled with strawberries and kale
From those before them
They sat in wait for the old mans son
To tend to their aching arms
But beneath the light and joy
Inside the dreadful house
Sits the old mans son
He raises high but not for sun
Instead he grabs a bottle
So while the grills all waited
And the tree kept reaching up
And the strawberries weary arms ached
The old mans son sat and got wasted