This was a temporary stop
Like a layover while enroute to the real destination
Seemed like it may have lasted forever
And perhaps this was meant to be the end all
But if you look at the history of civilization
In all that we supposedly know
My time here is relatively brief
A mere detour within the grand scheme
But questions remain on what may be next
What truly is that next stop
And who is designing my itinerary
Are there plans for my return
If so, when, and what can I expect
If anything at all