Schrodinger's Fate

Fluxes of foiling, fortunate fate

Cast up from warring eternity

Bludgeoned in back and forth battle

Of realization carried forth unrealized

Freedom of will forming in the cataclysm

Of this forever manifesting contest

Be one of failure or success?

The colliding truths of coexistence

The bestowing of armoring, weaponizing will

May be laid upon both sides of unresolved outcome

Heart hearing and heeding, guiding and pleading

Set in sensing, naked anticipation upon the sidelines

Who be you who knows what to do?!

Yet another idle interpreter, perchance?

You who are the vanquished

You who are the champion

You who are the interceder of fate

All of it is in your hands

Doubtingly falling through your fingers

As you conceive of your tragedy

Your will designs its defeat

Will you not take up arms once again?!

You who bears blade and shield of firing furnace!

Lit of the eternal flame forever within, never without

Granting the only means to strike for the future

Feel not the desperation of the faltering furnace

Cold with diffidence, fearing tomorrow’s descent

Simultaneously seen from high above the battle

Impervious with hard won, static self-assurance

How hath your furnace become, my friend?!

Hungrily fed the fuel, or starving for flame?!