hold up

People who caper
in traipsing prance
as they pass me by
like I had a chance 
as I watch them go
in their jaunty way 
while I stand fast
statue-still all day - 
I would like to know
where the hell they get
off. Scott-free on their wide
and wending ways, wherever
they wish. As above it all,
I

look
down 
in fixed stare
from my pedestal.