A poem out of somewhere

Because I haven't written a poem in awhile, because Latonia Valincia is so inspiring, and because I was given reason to today.

The World Moves

We never feel it spin
but sometimes we are certain
we feel it crashing

Mountains tumble
waves burst open in our hearts
the sun burns us alive

Every so often
out of no where
everything stops

But when we step out of our room
our vision
we see people still walking
still talking
still breathing
They didn't feel it
They didn't see it

And we realize
whether we want to or not
that the world keeps moving