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