Standing
looking outward
seeing only markers
fluorescent orange flags
flutter in the wind
as the square shrinks inwards.
I stare upwards
seeing shapes within the clouds
it is better than looking around me
seeing the moiety
which is so unfair.
At one time we all shared
we all cared
but no longer is that true
as each one fights for a bigger piece of the pie
and I am left struggling alone here.
Soon the space I stand within
will be overrun
stolen away
by the cruelty of man’s desire
for having more
regardless of how it is acquired.
With so little left to conquer
with so little left to divide
I watch in silence as the plains shatter
a tear falling
scalding
and I disappear.
Picture via: Photo by Tommy Lisbin on Unsplash