Passage of Time

I stare at myself from the outside
standing on borrowed ground--
borrowed from former residents
who left me the right to exist here as long as I may choose,
or the Almighty chooses to tolerate my existance
with the humanity that seems to be determined to end this reign of prosperity.
Passage of time only acts to remind us that we are falling deeper into that crevice of lostness,
or where do we stand,
of whether to stand,
or not.