I write my truths without boned smiles,

I do not stir words for giddy indecency.

Should I prattle resonantly to filth?

Why bathe in garbage if you have clean water?

And if you have clean water,

Why not share generously?

People are thirsty, their throats are dry,

Their tongues bitter flavoured of rubbish.

Let them drink to wash foul tastes away,

Then let prosperity flow to fill refreshed.