Soap

God is watching
 I lather on the planet God is washing
 My fingertips wrinkle as I soak
 The sky went from a drizzle to a sprinkle
 Eyes started to twinkle as I spoke
 I knew it was from the soul
 I stood as symbol neither of the sinful nor the soap
 The congregation started swaying
 Praying to the spraying of the foam
 Our only interruption was a playlist that was playing on a phone
 Favorites of the foe
 Though I'll admit on most occasions even aged moved as cavemen when they came into the fold
 As the rains began a raging many had not made arrangements for a cloak
 Splashes leapt at those who lectured as we left them in the cold
 As a leopard would upon a antelope
 But even those who were left were not alone
 But somehow no moisture happened upon the kindling to the kingdom that I wrote
 The king now had a moat
 SOAP
 IS SO
 SPECIAL
 SPECIAL
 SOAP
 SOAP
 MAKES YOU CLEAN
 MAKES YOU GLEAM
 The clouds were such the sun looked like moon
 Head honchos were reduced to wearing ponchos
 Somber was the mood
 Temples became as doused as did houses of ill repute
 Balance was improved
 Batterers endured abuse
 Those who'd governed now were covered in the color of the mud
 We'd already been that color tho so we ain't give a what
 The fairness of the flood
 Pride was swallowed as we wallowed in the muck
 Cowards cowered on much as a cow would chew upon its cud
 Barons couldn't bear it
 Barren bears will never mother cubs
 Others toiled in the soil
 Now were foiled by the toilet that was flushed
 But the beggars, they knew better than to rebel against the scrub
 The reveled at the suds
 SOAP
 IS SO
 SPECIAL
 SPECIAL
 SOAP
 SOAP
 MAKES YOU CLEAN
 MAKES YOU GLEAM
 Water filled my lungs at the conclusion of the quest
 My teeth had never clenched for the duration of the cleanse
 From afloat the final focus of my lens
 Ocean was all that was left
 Somehow had been reduced to something more, not something less
 My heart would beat its final beat just as it leapt, for all was on the mend
 Tho there was not a swimmer amongst the women nor the men
 To stand up to withstanding the descent
 No survivor to find solace in any dollars that were spent
 Throughout history a battle had been fledged
 Allegiance had been pledged
 I relished in the victory of the side that I had repped
 A faucet for the falseness of the idols that the tidal wave had swept
 I let out a sigh knowing the sky had wept
 SOAP