I shall not take a bath today
I want to stink and send the crowd away
‘Though I grow ripe
I shall delight
In earht’s sweet sweat
From dawn to sunset
I rpide myself on work of grime
In dirt and clay I know is mine
Like a daisy is my joy
Rooting beneath the deepest soil
No! They cannot dig me out!
They don’t know what I’m about
I am just me
Not what they see
They don’t believe
I shall succeed
I’ll take my stand, whatever they say
So I’ll not take a bath today.
April 2, 1988
Dedicated to my youngest brother Jim and an off-hand remark he made.
