What will, will not

Fantasy world ways
Never far away,
Eluding the prophetic
Squares and circles.
Dinosaur feelings are today,
To be overtaken backwards
On the motorway of evolution,
Look over your wing!

Smell the fear of rejection;
Got to change environment!
'Tis a way to escape the fun
Or the scary voices of horror.
When moneybags are empty
And herbal tea is steeping,
The television projects pictures
Of alien faces weeping.

Where to?
Better not discuss!
For the chance of ridicule
And a lambaste-sting.
Now we run like rabbits
For many suns and moons,
Over land and over sea
To inevitable surroundings,
Of our destiny.