' To Be Holy-Clean ... '

I Bathed My Body Perfumed My Soul Body and Soul – All Aglow I Washed My Mind Prepared My Heart Made Grime and Crime Depart … I’m As Pure, As An Impure-Girl Can Be I’m Clean, As Far As The Eye Can See But I’m Stuck, In The Soil Of Humanity And You Said, What’s Yours, Must Be Holy … I’ve Swept Away Dirty Dust, Won’t Settle On Me Mopped and Polished My Humility No (Lye)-Soap, But Suds I, Tin-Washboard-Rubbed My Sins, Clorox-Soaked and Scrubbed … Tonight, It’s Time For Another Bath Smog, Plus Fog-Sweat, Well … Do The Math Daily, My Fault, Ain’t Far From My Path Tub-Baptized, ‘Cause Stink, Only Raises Wrath … I, Talcum-Powder, Self-Inflicted-Bruises Massage Away, Comfort-Zone-Excuses and Rest On Silk Sheets: No Abuses, Nor Wild-Deuces … Lotion On Sand-Grain, Pained-Shoulder Put Soothing Aloe-Oil, Yet Stain Spilt-Over ‘ Son Of Man ’, Came and Used Stain-Remover … My Window-Sights, Clear For Clarity My Hair and Hands, Shining-Sanitary-Vanity) When Vacuumed, I’m Spotless, Not Bare-Empty I’m Hygienic, Jasmine-Scented, Please Remain In Me I’m As Pure, As An Impure-Girl Can Be I’m Clean, As Far As The Eye Can See But I’m Stuck, In The Soil Of Humanity (My Spirit Is Willing … But My Flesh Is Weak) And You Said, What’s Yours, Must Be Holy …