Geographical bachelor

Today I booked a flight to Germany,

A place I’ve never known,

Neither did my father,

Nor my mothers ever gone,

It’s funny how the geographic gene,

Or dna,

However did the ones before you,

Skip such certain place?

See they had less than I,

Before them had less than thee,

I became the “man“ they’d always wanted me to be,

A geographical bachelor to the family tree with I,

I shall travel farther then the ones before me died,

I’m grateful for these bones that I have been laid onto to test,

The great foundation lay beneath me had been built from all the rest,

Through my eyes are the great old souls,

The ones that fostered life,

My life is in accumulation of those who suffered strife,

It is through me the generational wealth,

Shall be reborn,

Because my kin will travel far,

Know world I’ve never toured.