The rocket, the missile
Launched from the base
Its intentions unclear
Blasting high into the sky
Towards a great unknown
It can save those in peril
It could destroy all in its path
But we do not know
For its target is random, unguided
Where will it go
Where will it land
Will it strike with vibrance
Or detonate in mid-air, so bland
Do we blame the ones in the control center
Launching such power into the world with no target or direction
How our society can relate to this missile
So many with potential, so many with purpose
The capability to do wondrous things
Yet, they leave the nest
No target in mind, unguided
Are we, the ones in control to blame
Launching unguided souls into the world with no target
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