The cheerleaders make their pyramid. They tremble.
Falling is easy. Gravity does not forgive.
Loosen one finger, and it's all a gamble.
A marvelous balance has its negative.
The cheerleaders make their pyramid. They tremble.
You men of science live with this metaphor.
Trifling with nature undoes necessity.
The whole thing may unglue, collapse, before
you stay your hand and learn humility.
The cheerleaders make their pyramid. They tremble.