Within the Globe

The unknown only
Makes people happy
If they can visit.

There was a planet,
Once, a world that lured
The bipeds onward.

It was wonderful.
For a little while,
Nearly all peoples

Were the first people,
And the unknown ringed
Every horizon,

And, if you were bold
Or outcast or lost,
You could cross over.

But now, the unknown
Is light years away,
And no one can go,

And the world feels small,
Stuffy, despairing,
Tedious, and slow.