Inoculated from Eternity

Through the blinds I see the world living.
Neighbors and children busy in there efforts.
Dogs and cats running with raw instincts.

They see me watching them as they pass .
Sometimes the neighborhood kids wave,
I smile and wiggle fingers back at them.

No one is knocking at my door to visit.
Though I welcome in the bright sunlight,
I won't allow doors or windows to open.

I've been inside for twenty-three years.
This house is my guardian against...
Against the death waiting outside for me.

A large inheritance has funded my battle.
Money has been a saving grace from evil,
protecting me from the reaper at my door.

I spend my days analyzing all the threats
that can be filled or sealed or covered or
plastered or cleaned or decontaminated or...
Or whatever it takes.

My windows are safe with bulletproof glass,
my walls are filled with concrete and steel.
Three security systems in overlapping unison.

A hypoallergenic heating and cooling system.
My air filtration unit practically polishes atoms.
I have ordered, built and installed everything.

Managing my deliveries is a full time job.
All items received are hermetically sealed,
automatically conveyed into a clean room.

My friends are online with live video chat.
Quite a few of us live the same life style.
Comforting one another at a safe distance.

Some crazy preacher on the television cried.
Said that I should be saved and accept God.
I am saved...
Saved from the evil outside my door.
I couldn't be any safer.

Can God protect me anymore than my efforts?
I have complete control of my own safety.
Live secure, avoid danger, provide for myself
And ...

And die in my sleep.
What more could I want?
What else is there?