It’s strange when a person you know dies
and you walk through a street,
or talk to a friend,
or browse the internet
and everyone is just living their lives
and you know that they have nothing,
nothing to do with who has passed away
but you can’t help but yell inside your head
at the world to stop turning round,
for one dam second
and just take a minute
to remember the dead.
But then you realise
that if it did that
the world would be still,
We keep living
the world keeps turning
so the efforts they made to make a better one
wouldn’t be in vain.
They wouldn’t want it to stop for them
you wouldn’t want it to stop for you.