I Am No Longer Neutral About Death by Wyatt Hawk

Cynic is my history

Diogenes' often quoted saying

A slave must rule one's master

And I'm obedient to mystery

We sit on the floor like dogs with no kennel

Wishing art could make money

But happy living off lentils

Debating raw life

But resigned to living gentle

Observant is my future

Frowsy footsteps re-traced

We conclude, I'm optimistic

And my present is, I'm saved