The Last Planet

The last planet on the left Empty of passengers still Within their own borders spin In orbit around themselves While exiting the solar system Leave everything behind the sun Large objects have a tendency To carry too much weight in space To stop reflecting on themselves With light that is not of their making To ask for directions forward on One must leap into the cosmic soup Far reaches are the things of dreams There are no maps within the planning When in the deep of things not seen before The last planet swallowed whole by night Left behind the sun including people Passengers who were in it for themselves To start a new beginning takes some skill To leave the solar system takes a planet