Existance

The present slips past,
and the moment is gone;
Was I here just now? No.
Can you prove me wrong?

A second ticks by,
going further into the past;
Was I here a second ago?
Or just an empty, fake cast?

Can you show that
I was there?
Though time runs past,
and you stand and stare.

The seconds come,
the seconds go;
I exist and vanish,
with the time that flows.

--Casey Toh--