Sic

 Sic transit

I used to have a six bed house

Now I have a six foot box

The same size more or less

As the fellow from the tenements. 

I used to have a six speed Merc

Now I’m going nowhere

I used to have no time at all

Now I’ve more than needed. 

I used to check my stocks and shares

Now I check my fingers

Now my money’s gone and so

I know my monied friends won’t linger. 

I had some plans, then some more

I had no idea what was in store

While I’m planning the world goes by

The tinted windows of my limousine. 

I had no neighbors because the intercom

Forbade connection and the freedom

To chat with folks, to discuss the weather

We never spoke, never got together.