I SHAN'T WHITEN MY TEETH

Help me with your brush

I need to whiten my teeth

And make them whiter than snow

To comfortably dine with you

When I come to your house

I shall close my eyes

To pass by your beautiful fence

And evade the filthy patches on your face

Why do you squeeze your paunch?

Into tiny well scented suits?

Leaving your house to rot

Because of the sordid cups you drink from

I shan’t whiten my teeth

That disgusts your sick blind son

To be served by your hands

And eat from your dirt plate

Let me keep my dirty teeth

And avoid feasting with flies

When I die of hunger

I shall remain with a clean heart