Shoes On

We walk upon the filthy grass Upon which vermin and other animals once did pass, And also where many had vomited and spat on the ground And were owners and their pets are always bound. In our shoes we will step in the mud In our shoes we will step on unknown crud, We will walk upon the many paths and roads Which sometimes look filthier than some commodes. We will walk through the crowded parking lots Where food and garbage is tossed and it rots, We've stepped on insects and also on bugs And maybe even on the used implements of drugs. We will kick many things that we don't want to touch Like boxes, and cans, and bottles, and the such, We will wash our hands because of diseases and germs As that is the cleanliness next to Godliness terms. We will always wash our hands before we eat We unequivocally wash our hands when we get off the toilet seat, But, many of us don't see it as both disgusting and a sin When inside the home of others, we walk our filthy world in. Randy L. McClave