The Precipice of the Unknown
On the precipice of the unknown
Mankind stands today
Will we overcome our fears
To live a better way
Outer space is beckoning
For some who like to fly
Life is still a mystery
An island in the sky
Is our fascination with the fate
Of all mankind
An actual rejection
Of the future we designed
Or is the role of mystery
A quest for true perfection
The interplanetary way
To make a new connection
Are we left to worry
By the meaning of it all
Do we sit at home and cry
Or stand up when we fall
The precipice of the unknown
Is where I like to be
What is good about a brain
Without a mystery.
Written and submitted to the "Pick-a-Title, Vol 28" poetry contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
On February 12, 2022
Copyright © Bryan Norton | Year Posted 2022
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