What Was Clean Poem by L. K. Thayer

and we get caught up

caught off guard

caught in the wild ride

losing our pride

and what we’ve worked hard

to gain only

to remain anonymous

nobody knows us

and we want to express

the fire we feel in our gut

to make an impression

to make a deal

not with the devil

but to rebel

against apathy and rust

misery and mistrust

turn misfortune into hope

so we don’t hang from

the rope of despair

wanting someone to care

to reach out

escape the day to day tear

repair what hasn’t decayed

and remember

what was clean

to begin with