The world keeps turning,
Even on days where it seems
To crash and crumble;
On days where humanity
Seems to cease to exists,
And love is overshadowed
By hate and violence
The world keeps turning,
Even after hearts stop beating,
And each soul takes pause
To reflect and remember,
To cry, to feel the weight
Of reality upon broken shoulders;
It just keeps spinning
The world keeps turning
And we cannot stand still;
We cannot surrender
To the evils that plague us;
We cannot be prisoners,
Afraid to step beyond the threshold;
We must fight, battle on
For the change we want to see;
Keep the world turning
©2016 – V. A. Coote