There is a metal that hasn't been named. It has not even been formed yet. It's basic properties are well-known. But what form, shape, destiny it assumes is still not clear.
For the metal to be named or to be stashed off and categorized as non-metal, it needs to go through a process. That process just got over. And due to reasons best known to the lab and its resident experts, the report isn't out.
Till then the metal sings to itself, in a very Margaret Lawrence-y tone(refer to her poem 'Am I a child or an Adult?' here)
Am I a metal or a non-metal
No, not a metal anymore-my shine is gone!
My crystallized world has melted away
I am amorphous, I understand non-metallic sounds
But does that mean I am a non-metal?
(OK OK! I give up. I'm just suffering from a self-declared case of rapid cycling bipolar disorder. May be a temporary phenomena. But well.. depends!)