Scornful Disconnection

In the scope of deep time Existence is merely dust in a hurricane Just because you briefly existed Does not make you anything at all To claim some greater calling Is just short sighted arrogance To feel yourself superior Is just begging for torment and death Your focus instead On building wealth on earth You won’t take it will you Into the empty dark Run and run and run To please the masters you serve To realize your place Precedes your mental suicide