So you wanted to be a doctor?
It was not likely that your dreams would have come true anyway.
We didn’t intend for our bombs to find you.
They are smart bombs, but they didn’t know that you wanted to be a doctor.
They didn’t know anything about your dreams and they know nothing of love.
They only know how to find their targets and explode in fulfillment.
We call them smart, but they cannot be trusted with dreams.
After all, they are only gray metal casings with violent hearts.
They do only what they were created to do.
It isn’t their fault that they found you.
Perhaps you were not meant to be a doctor.