THE LOVE OF BLOOD

will
fail
will eventually bleed
fed by ignorance
will die like soldiers upon somme battlefields
will be nothing
if blood is our god
to belong is not to bleed
but congeal like putrid jelly
in the faillng of flowing
is the avoidance of knowing
so you cling to your family tree
not that soul that is nothing
and how your blood is nothing
nothing
but a biological necessity
love your blood and you shall bleed
the blood of hatred fear oppression
blood out of fear out of pain
concealed-
but the blood of love shall outlast your love of blood
for belonging is not an artery flow
the blood of love flors knows is will
is healing sealing full of feeling
never judging desecrating
and the blood of love shall rise overflow
and know
that belonging is not where you come from but what you are
shall rise
drowning
the love of blood
until
it bleeds
into
knowledge not judgement-