I am too clean for this world.
Too honest and free.
Lock me up, dirty me up.
That's what you've wanted all along.
For you to look at me as an equal I must step into the grey.
I am too clean for your world.
But as a grow older the dirt piles on top of me till I look like you.
I look at the next person, far to clean for me to match.
I must bring them to my level.
And so they filth has contaminated us all, far to dirty to live a clean life, disease infecting us all.
The world needs a bar of soap.
*This is entry #18 of a self imposed challenge to post something everyday for 30 days straight. It's a short poem. Leave some feedback and come back daily to see what he posts for his month long challenge*