Hands in my pockets

I'll stay still and watch, 
thank you very much.

As the tram that I should've hopped onto
Slithers into the stop in perfect grace
And am still too far away to make it,
I'll stay still and watch,
thank you very much.

The moon shines upon leafless branches
Tricolors flutter in the strong breeze
I stare up at the sky and then around me,
and stay still and watch,
thank you very much.

When life decides that it needs change
picks up my palm and pulls me away
I begin to say, 'But..' and then go silent.
I'll stay still and watch,
thank you very much.

The fog slides gently across the big hills
The tranquil waters pretend to have slept
Hands in my pockets, with no intentions,
I stay still and watch,
thank you very much.

As one species forget that they are
nothing but lives on a pale blue dot
I reread excerpts* from Carl Sagan
and stay still and watch,
thank you very much.

As snowflakes flutter out my window
Inclined like in two fifty-five
And I for once have nowhere to go,
I stay still and watch,
thank you very much.

As this world evolves around me
from one that I knew to one that I cant,
and I don't even ponder - what can I do?
I stay still and watch,
thank you very much.

And as the world evolves around me
from one that could've been,
to one that they've seen,
Oh I stay still and watch.
I stay still and watch,
Stoically? Not only.
Helplessly.

*https://www.planetary.org/worlds/pale-blue-dot

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