Dead Men Poem by Faith Udoh

Closer and closer it came;
It was getting bigger and bigger;
Soon it filled the sky above;
Was the moon falling?

Yes, it was...
The moon had showed signs of falling soon, beforehand.
No one gave heed,
Everyone was focused on frivolities.

The world was befuddled by strong drink.
Since no single person lived exceptionally,
The moon grew out of patience.

Closer and closer it's descending;
Bigger and bigger it's becoming;
Sooner and sooner it's landing;
We're dead men.

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