Poo-Poo Struggle

Sometimes we struggle
To get all junk
Off our bellies.

It’s when our faces
Get all wrinkly
And we imagine all hurt
And pain
And all the experiences
We can’t accept –
We tighten our fists
As we struggle to remove
That doesn’t serve us anymore.

Like diamonds,
We seem to undergo
Some hard polishing
In order to be as clean and bright as ever.

Yet it takes excruciating pain
To get all the stubborn dirt out.
And it takes courage
To let every negative thing
In our lives
To be purged out
Of our systems
In a single bathroom session.


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