New Frontiers

Foremost upon the sail

Marking heracies and men for bail

Tentatively set on mark of a stately summer

Brisking on in quite slumber

Meandering throughout

A magical enclave, no rusty whereabouts

We don't need your cuts and shouts

The effect is tantamount

I may be an abrasive, as your sighs

I may be an adhesive, as your lies

But never blinding

For faith leads my eye

The belief that something or someone

Or somethings or someones 

Will resolve themselves

And take it upon themselves

To rest

As they ravage through this domain

We know why you're here

This is accepted, simply corrected

And we all want you to know

But every time it's something different

Isn't it?

The rolls of this delicacy, so tasty

As are the fleeting harps of celibacy

Such a distinguished falacy

To destroy such a beauty

This is the voice of every nation

The fingers of every breed of watermelon

Gazing from the goggles of the peacock

As it engineers a silky smock-frock

Contagious, I know

It spreads faster than snow

On the winter afternoons of December

Gazing back upon dark November