I collide with my ancestors
Manifest mission of lest I forget,
Preach the pinnacle of loss-
Abandon without hope of recline

Thus I decline precision based
Solely on being privy to all positions
Decipher the cost of violence
But prosper, become limitless

The vastness of this remote
Notion I see as motion-of-Heart;
Venturing north I cross into
The River of my own design.

© K. James Ribble