Love Poem: My People

My People

The night is bold, so as the actions of my people.
The stars are bright, so as the future of my people.
The storms sometimes are harsh, so as the actions of my people towards wrong doings.
As the curiosity of their future mounts, so the segregation of the people they mingle with mount.
Fearless also is the African elephant.
Fearless is the mind of my people.