WHITE BLOOD

My heart bleeds drops of black;
And I quiver with towering rage,
That you let the scars they left,
To slip your weak memory.

I know they put you through acute trauma,
And their religion has damaged your confused brains.
But which is the cause of your amnesia?

Your culture, beliefs and traditions,
They rebuked like a deadly plague.
They took your children to a dark realm,
And inured them to sullen pains.

And now you allow their white blood,
To run through your pathetic veins.

©️William Arthur 2020.