The Vaster World Poem by Naveed Akram

The world is vaster than you can walk,
Like horizon-walkers you have contact
With other realms, you are a member of
A loose confederation of confirmed travellers.
The world is vaster than the globes in
Other planes, that also beckon to the
Inquisitive man.

In this wider universe is a ploy, a devastation
Of thoughts trodden by the warriors
Of exact arrangement, a precise score,
A motley war-like crew.
The magical natures abide in the magic rings
Worn by the superfluous warriors of late.
The world is vaster than iron and lead,
Gold and silver have travelled, traversing
A path called the mangled road to nowhere.