The coin that balanced upon a razor blade
Begs the question, of where does it fall?
To the left? To the right?
50/50,
A crossroad of opportunity
But alas, all bets are off!
For the answer is …
It falls
Like all confused whirlwinds
Empires and fortified walls
Like ruins amongst the ruins
Even high velocity, slows down
Eventually everything stops
And falls