What Matters

There’s a war right outside my door

I step out into the madness, I am

No solider, lacking armaments and grenades

Shoved between freaks wielding riot shields

And tearful mothers who want their sons

I belong to humanity, but despise the death

Carnage raises its fist towards the poor

The rich sweep me underneath the rug

Then drop a megaton nuke to “keep peace”

How many must die in the name of “freedom”

Sure, there may be more space six feet under

Who gives them the right to take my time

Put your knee on my throat

Light a fire to my boat

Send me away

Always breathing

Loving

Looking

Living

Igneous rock

Vibrant

Energy personified

Sudden

Matter awakened

Ascending

Tethered

Titanic

Evolving

Rebellious