Of The Fittest Poem by Butch Decatoria

Survival...
Owns no manufacturer's manual
on Life, it has no scheme or plot
nor the ability to count cards

it's genius has no shame
does not reflect
or give pause for consequence
it does not think
about what great lesson it learned

Survival pushes on
with or without a Joker's grin
Or lack of grace...

Survival has no feathers
or Nietzsche beauty to display
never hides behind a rock
it wears no shade

Survival does not express
fear, relief, or shock
just simple Strength
with an unreadable
poker-face...

(Because Death knows nothing of haste,
Nor cares for your human race.)