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