Answer:
I cut through evil like a double edged sword, and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise, through battles fought with heart and mind, instead of with my gaze.
What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed?
What do you throw out when you need it but put away when you don’t?
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?
Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?