Doormat

step, step
why not stomp
only wipe
Go ahead and grind
grind the muck off
grind it all off on me
don’t just wipe a little
that’s hypocritical
don’t hold back
mash all that grime
mash it off onto me
don’t leave any dirt
on those perfect little shoes
that You just had to have
to match Your eyes
disgust me again
and grind off Your dirt
all over me
I can hold it all
without a cross word
with nothing but kindness
unnoticed forevermore
under Your disgusting feet
that look perfect
to everyone else