New World Disorder

Image: Pixabay

Image: Pixabay

The tall ships sailed
Outward bound
Fated to find a new world
To be conquered

Land ho!
Much to see, o!

Round up the bands
Of natives and their lands
Create new brands
Under the explorer’s commands

‘Tis a new world order
With a rebound border

Survival of the fittest
Along with a long list
Of those willing to enlist
To put up their figurative fist.