People Poem by Beloved Adejuyigbe

As People do come and go,
So, the absence of the moon
Dreaded the purview of a lonely night,
Could it be the fright of wanting someone
So bad, wanting them to be a possession
You own, a seed to be sown and a harvest
To reap when the seed leaps bountifully.

As People do say what holds no weight
Of trust and regard for one's word,
So the world holds the weight of our burdens
Bordered into the obsession of what to become,
And what not to become when it all ends,
People do what they can to protect themselves
From the apocalypse of the bonding orbital.

People are so frightened of the world to end
In filters of burning glows and shredded ashes,
The flashbacks of one's life, what a blow to one's strive!
A burden to be the World's prominent class,
Another saner clime for success to climb,
A place where everyone lies underneath one's feet
Just like the radiant sun within its globe.