Blood Ancestry
Jul. 8th, 2019 09:53 pm
blood ancestry
sometimes i wonder if our blood is just bad
a long ago curse laid upon our line
did some ancient grandmother burn at the stake for consorting with the devil
perhaps a great great aunt crossed a shaman or a witch
we have breathed anger into our lungs since we were internal
our mothers finding bad seeds to join them
to grow us in a petri dish of fear
a life of longing
of never
belonging
in a world of calm
so we search
and we search
we scream our ecstasies
we create new blood
we have joined others
opening the pool
letting our blood mingle
letting our children run wild and free
but you rage
and i drown
she quakes
and he burrows
hiding
hiding
hiding
we believe in our children
our youth
our love
we promise our everything and smile at the altar
sometimes forever is broken
don’t let the bad blood taint him
it is nothing
a lineage of fear
names generic and forgotten
a secrecy of mothers
(the fathers they never name
the fathers they choose to blame)
let it be past
let it be the voodoo of our ancestors
let us claim our names loudly
peacefully
i was given the name of my father
i gifted my son a new name
the name of his father
i break the matrilineal line
let him walk into the light
the curse of generations gone
only sweetness on his lips
his name traced back
son to father
his grandfather’s name
strong and solid
let him be safe
let him be
let him claim his own name
we are only placeholders
we
are merely steps in evolution
in magic
in curses
and blessings
(2015)
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