Cutback

The owl  
on the prowl  
is foul  
in flaunting
 
A sage  
of old age  
in the cage  
he is haunting  
 
Inside the design of malign,  
he conspires
Untying the line
built from five twisting wires
 
The gears in his mind
are rewinding his wisdom
To portray the dismay  
of the fray were amiss from
 
He’s free of the bind
That confined aspirations
Ascension to dine
On the wine of the nation
 
The feathered assassin
Flit moment to present
Hesitant? Not ever
The moment’s too pleasant
 
To cutback malign
that’s aligned without patience
The wise one defied
the unwind of the nation