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 © | Year Posted 2022

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February 28, 2022 at 3:23 AM
Your poem ran deeper for me after several repeat reads Bryan. We humans love mysteries don't we? They allow us to divert from our own every day worries and by mixing our imagination with the islands of information and knowledge we hold we can turn thoughts and ideas into something much bigger, meaningful and positive. Great poem. Cheers - Gary
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February 13, 2022 at 7:52 AM
Heartiest congratulations on your win in my contest, Bryan:-) Such a wonderful, thought-provoking poem. Well-done!
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