Time

a poem about time and how it doen't stop when we think it should

Time

People are still moving
to the steady rush of life.

The sun is still rising
and setting, despite strife.

Clocks are still ticking
their usual beat,

Steady and unwavering
as if no large feat.

Things keep on going
like nothing should change.

As if time didn't stop
and nothing's new or strange.

Like it didn't happen
and I'm way off base.

Like I didn't just see
that look on his face.