On the surface I burn, brimming with anger

The void is meaningless yet somehow it worms its way in

Internally cold

With a heart to rival any winter

Emotions flare, and so is weaved the web of war

Humanitys lasting message to the Earth

Temporary silence sweeps the Earth,

The storm is summoned

The exodus methodical and swift

And so now flies the rocket that was never destined for space

Remorseless

Unaware of its purpose, untroubled, unaccountable

Grateful it has no soul