I used to be part of a powerful symbol. I am also the name of fictional ninja. I can be made into jewelery and figurines.

My colleagues are by no means thick, but without me they just can’t click. Combined they might just pull more weight, but I’m what lets us innovate. Some call us equals but don’t you see? There’s four of them and one of me!

I judge your wallet and your art; I ticket sins then say I’m smart. What am I?

I came as gift, so light, so cheap, A servant strong, in hands to keep. But now I break, to dust so small, I hide in blood, I choke, I crawl.

I flit through the night on silent flight, or swing in the day with all my might. Upside down or gripped in your hand, Im a creature or tool, in sky or on land.