The power of being powerless
At the void one can become clueless
Still like the tip of the rod: fragile but not weak
The aimless arrow plays the trick
Projected by the bow that doesn't know
The direction dreamed, but yet to explore
Multifaceted mind concludes
The forbidden zone is never to be crossed
But the arrow has no plan
It had already been projected
Like a modern day missile
Marked to move and destroy
Sometime fact-finder avoids error percent
But seeks to win weak case with dreamy argument
And then hell and heaven collide
Reason to be happy dies inside.
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