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Going on: a poem

Something always has to be going on

Some distraction, some noise

Something to make us feel like we’re doing more than just standing in place

To make us feel like time isn’t just passing us by.

But we haven’t moved, and time hasn’t stopped

And there isn’t a damn thing anyone can do about it.

We do what we need to do to survive,

And we tell ourselves the lies that make it easier.

We squeeze our eyes shut and hum meaningless tunes

To block out the world around us,

To pretend we don’t know what’s going on.

But if no one is brave enough to look,

If no one is brave enough to stay awake,

Then the fires will keep burning with no one to stop them.

People will keep dying with no one to save them.

And the time will just keep passing and we’ll all still be standing still

And there will always be something else going on.

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Hello! My name is Katie and I like to write. If I'm not writing, I'm probably reading, running, playing with my dogs, or eating peanut butter ;)

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