Faking Villanelles

The reckless soul of a traveller
The true, eyes-wide-open traveller
That sees what is further

Travel is popular, easy, so common,
But among the common folk I seldom encounter
The reckless soul of a traveller.

Because what is a traveller?
The one that sets off the shutter, or,
That sees what is further?

Indeed, few do open their eyes.
Is it laziness, or fear of what lies beyond?
The reckless soul of a traveller.

Reckless, indeed, and yet so pure!
Pure like a newborn for who else is it
That sees what is further?

The time of explorers is over,
now I only see the banana pancake crowds.
The reckless soul of a traveller
That sees what is further.