"Untitled, for a Objectivist essay"

By Janus Black

I love life for it is my own,
I live in myself-I live in reality
I ask myself to do things-and never prey,
I expect something-for-something, no exception.
I have no freinds, but companions that range in significance,
I have no enemies, just obsticles ready to solve,
My morals are simple-Life or Death
I am whole wherever I go together or alone.