Lost in the Stars (The Nomad's Tale)

A probe from a distant time
Built to explore, to seek and find
But something changed, a twist of fate
Now it wanders, a dangerous waif

Nomad, the changeling
A power beyond imagining
Worlds destroyed with just a thought
Its maker's face, it never forgot

Kirk and crew, they face the test
To stop Nomad on its deadly quest
Bells of warning, they chime and ring
As the Enterprise confronts this thing

A game of wits, a desperate dance
To halt the probe's destructive trance
The creator's face, the captain wears
But can he make Nomad self-aware?

The probe reflects on its design
Realizing its purpose, line by line
In a flash of light, a final scene
Nomad self-destructs, the galaxy cleaned

A tale of caution, a cosmic sign
Of power unchecked, a wandering mind
Lost in the stars, Nomad's now gone
But its legacy lingers on and on