TIME AND MOTION.
Once upon a yester-year
toileting would hold no fear
I'd sit and let my motion fall
and it would take no time at all.
Into the water stools would slide
so there would be no smells to hide.
a wipe with paper seemed to clean
and that is what a crap would mean.
But when I had an ostomy
then all of that would change for me.
Gone forever were the days
of those rapid crapping ways.
At first I had to wear a bag
which, when full might burst or sag.
With all that muck both thick and thin
the wafers came unstuck from skin.
All the time that I was spending
cleaning up seemed never-ending.
The stream of faeces from my tum
took much more time than from my bum.
I am afraid to my dismay
this time was spread throughout the day.
When looking forward I could see
time spent like this was not for me.
Accumulated bits of time
cleaning up the shit and slime,
when this began to irritate
then I began to irrigate.
Now all that time's used in one go
my life is mine to use and grow.
I've laid to rest my bad emotions
and made the best of time and motions.
B. Withers 2013
Once upon a yester-year
toileting would hold no fear
I'd sit and let my motion fall
and it would take no time at all.
Into the water stools would slide
so there would be no smells to hide.
a wipe with paper seemed to clean
and that is what a crap would mean.
But when I had an ostomy
then all of that would change for me.
Gone forever were the days
of those rapid crapping ways.
At first I had to wear a bag
which, when full might burst or sag.
With all that muck both thick and thin
the wafers came unstuck from skin.
All the time that I was spending
cleaning up seemed never-ending.
The stream of faeces from my tum
took much more time than from my bum.
I am afraid to my dismay
this time was spread throughout the day.
When looking forward I could see
time spent like this was not for me.
Accumulated bits of time
cleaning up the shit and slime,
when this began to irritate
then I began to irrigate.
Now all that time's used in one go
my life is mine to use and grow.
I've laid to rest my bad emotions
and made the best of time and motions.
B. Withers 2013
