Apocalypse Poem by Meng Lim Dr

Perhaps too long I've lived
time in its rush and carelessness
just passed by and took no notice
of me in my small silent corner
unwittingly has given me
a longer lease
which I never did ask
only that I was granted
more space to reach out:
my heart now bent towards the light
amidst the world's darkness
and in despair and pain
I weep knowing delivery
is not in sight--the sky
is painted red and everywhere
the helpless and innocent
so many they piteously cry and die

and here am I
one who has sadly
been spared
of an earlier demise