Torpedoes
Conical sections or parabolic curves
elastic gives while steel holds the line
gravity melts in sunlight bright
while what is seen weakens the whole
momentum with excesses goes
but the earth won’t be denied
hopes and dreams of the night
dies with the sight in day time
engineers struggle with calculus hard
sectors and tensions encompassing dreams
forcing nature into mathematical lines
building the shapes of warped dreams
bulging eyes targets may be
being poked out by what is seen
flowing curves of parabolic lines
too soft of message be said
rejoicing in what one has
a streak of malice might lie within
metaphors vie to define the site
young boys grasp and old men sigh
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