The War for the Possession of the World

Shut up
I'm not interested
in you. I'm real,
the world of
rock and fire
where muscle
powers my passage.
I'm going
over the oceans
that God constructed.
Shut up
with your mealing
about your
lonely mind,
how it buzzes
with faces
and voices you don't
hear. I'm not
worried about
where the dead go
I don't listen to
the echo of
"will there be
tomorrow?"