The dirt in my heart can’t be wiped with,
Worn out rugs those kept at the door step,
The dirt in my heart can’t be cleansed with,
Quick chemicals those have the active tongues,
The dirt in my heart can’t be dry cleaned,
To have the polishes suddenly back,
The dirt in my heart has to be removed with,
Quick actions those are helpful and useful to me and others.
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Wipe dirt with actions useful to me and others. Nice conclusion. Beautifully expressed. Thank you.