Things keep going
Even if you don't
You might be a fallen empire
But you and your followers
Are the only ones fallen
It sends out an impact
A ripple of emotion
That falls on mostly dead ears
And fades, in the end

Trees still grow in your absence
Kids still go to school
Even when the desk in the back
Right by the window
Is full no more
And the seasons will change
Flowers will bloom and
People will slough off
Their sweaty tee shirts
As your body grows old
Underground and in memory

You are gone but the world goes on
Things keep going