North of the Line

A life awaiting sustenance, he steps away from perilous
To face the claim magnificent
The stars await this creature
Another stresses petulance, reluctant to the surface
This place is for his remonstrance
He slowly paves his way
Simians
Their stasis will rest on a lucid ascension
And well said
The cell is
A movement of its own
Clutching to the pace of peril pending
You will not see the charging mare
Blurring out the faces of their ending
But truth cannot breathe beyond our air
See, you and I believe in evolution
An energy stream, beyond their eye
Fusion needs the treble of string that you shun
With a pressure you scream, you release your cry
Your prey still tremble beneath your teeth &
The presence of human blood will fuel your
Premise of an ancient failed solution
You will not fear the war you make
Hurry out the wave of mass pollution
Adjacent to submission of the ones you cannot tame, though I must say
Serenaded by a bottle of magic potions
The sever estranged the yin from the yang
Feral stride, he drifts in such illusions
Addicted to fiends who will guide him well
I still nurture, the faintest what seems
A sole vibration, whispering come to be
Such a small thing
Divides human beings
Simians
Their fates still rest on a lucid ascension
And well said
The cell is
A vibration of its own
A starlit juncture, painted to perfection
Cast in light, spun into revelation
This enigma, polished
The source remains estranged from its own shape
A galaxy awaiting
Faring, I can't describe the ingenious surrounding
It's the menacing horizon you will not face too soon
For the weather's too strong
You, the conqueror of planet Earth
Are you up for a challenge?
Why would you stop here?
And why now?
Somber minds can heal
And nigh is evolution
The stars watch our progress, the trials in movement
Thy hand be wise in this fruition
And long live on the dreams of the optimistic