Suspended in mid-air, hung like symbol in a square The vines encrust and entangle Symmetry defined: just a touch of mastermind Near enough to be made out Yet so far, far and away. Step out to affix the eyes, gears turn amid the cries Of morals gone and others come The day has turned upon the one. Warrior and sage accrue the wealth of none But their own; forgotten, and alone. Fallen upon the grass, the leaves they shield at last The warrior and sage from cannon blast. We hung suspended in mid air, angels and tears Our arms linked as though we, one. The illusion of unity was cast Like a die cast upon chessboard The pieces all awry There's no chance at play here, either win or die. The light hung like spent shells Crackle and pop and fall to earth. Aid the cries of doom and despair Impending end chills the air. Though were your plan to cheat the gods there really is no need Eye divine sees all, even undone deed. Clandestine eyes espied the crimes Before ever crafted in a mind.