ODE TO MODESTY

You’re bathing in some of the dirtiest water
To wash away the dirtiest things you taught her
Parts of your fingers are shoved down your throat
To expel all the ugly that you’ve grown to know
You lost your love letters in little gray boxes
You lost all your best friends to other bad toxins
Now you’re left sheltered, selfish, and bothered
By all the lost kids you think you have fathered
Four letter words describe your adult life
And talk on the TV puts you in the spotlight
The right things, the wrong things, they chase you and scatter
For all of your life, you’d think they would matter