My Toilet Poem
Mohamad Merchant
My stomach grumbles and rumbles.
I am aware it is not from any hunger
As I start to awaken from my slumber.
The time is now to travel to the bathroom,
For I must utilize an escape…to let go…
And away from my room
I start to zoom
But soon creeps in a fear
That the haven I sought, while near,
is occupied by another.
But soon, my heart fills with cheer,
For I have discovered that none occupy
The throne for which I cry.
And in that royal throne,
Rings out the echoes
Of the sweet release of stomach sorrows.