In The Present Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waking from a deep and peaceful sleep, watching as
life parades before me, not touching my being.

Images on videos just showing me what yesterday was
like and how it was lived, mistakes, joy, sadness,
sorrow, grief, all of it culminating in my life.

Now just lying here, thinking not of the future be-
cause right now I feel I have none, just the present
is sitting here before me.

Wondering what I do now, what can I accomplish to
make a difference for humanity, what will cause a
change in anything that I can do?

Not knowing, just writing and realizing that this is
all that I have left to change the world, just being
a mere poet and writing.