The All is balance..
yes, indeed.
But in dynamic
equilibrium..
may be
the only place
where balance
truly lives..
before the scales
are emptied.

In the demilitarized zone
where factions segregate
and neither of them dares
to tread too firmly
on its feet.
For, neither of them
wishes to set off
a hidden landmine..
that would lead
to maddening
and mutually assured
defeat.

Between the potency
and the existence
lies The Shadow..
thine is presently
The Kingdom,
my dear Muse of Death.
But before the clock
strikes five,
the royal regent
may still
be deposed..
and so in circles,
round and round
we go..
around this
prickly pear.