where crossing rivers can be made to
count
against the value of all we hold
dear
in spite of all that’s known at the
frontier
where hope and learning are held
paramount
no one would wait on those who’d
dare remount
for the long journey of the pioneer
made by the awkward and the most
sincere
who have their truths to keep and to
recount
no voyage matters this at last we
learn
except to those who never need the
map
the ones excepted from each changing
trend
those are the masters who will
always yearn
to hear our answer yet not give a
rap
since all must come out equal in the
end
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