floss

clenching your jaw

like food in your craw

don’t leave that there.

it’ll stain you raw.

with yellow teeth and tears

you hide from your fears

don’t run away from that.

cavities build over the years.

filling up your plate

and questioning your faith

don’t talk like that.

gum disease awaits.

the food was good

and yummy to taste

but they chipped you.

communion was stained.

bread of life was near

but motives were unclear

wrong cup overflowed.

grape juice left a smear. 

their tainted prayers

made you aware

you weren’t accepted.

that your kind should beware.

so the food stays

lingers on your tongue

settles between your teeth

they’ve got the wrong one.

you leave the stains there

the cavities you bear

bloody gums from their stares

i’m sorry they hurt you.

floss like you care

that the food is still there

clean between the lines.

God wasn’t the one who left.