chapter seventy seven: the taste of blood
dearly beloved..
we are gathered here today,
in this hallowed space in my chest and mind..
listen, for i will speak

the old saying goes..
BLOOD IS THICKER THAN WATER

this so called fact
is known throughout the world
many have sworn by it
some have even made good movies based on such novelty of an idea..

yes
i admit
the world would be a safer, better place if this was in effect at all times of day..
in peace of sleep
more so in hours we keep awake..

but as adam levine says it..
"it's not always rainbows and butterflies.."
-she will be loved

blood is thicker than water..
that's the damned tradition right??

my family..
father..
mother..
mentor..
purpose..

all four of them..

we are not one to keep in toe with traditions and customs...

and this one??
its no different from the rest..

too many a times we have proven this statement
this heartfelt sentiment..
to be OH-SO-VERY FUCKING WRONG..

we have seen it happen so many times..
how outside relations seem to strengthen and nourish our cores..
when those of our linage, seem soo ready to spit us out..
like we were bile in thy mouths..

i do not mean to diss
nor to cuss neigh swear..
but this is just one pill i cannot swallow..

i have gotten sick of seeing the tears in mother's eyes..
yes she may be far from perfect..
but mother is mother..

from where i sit..
she is MY mother..
not your sister
neither your daughter
and NEVER A CHANCE IN FUCKING HELL is she your friend

she is mine..
my gift as i am to her..
to her sons and daughter
to a husband..
she is god's light incarnated..

i dont care what she did..
what she said..
or what she failed to..
i dont give a damn..

what you are doing is wrong..
and that is all i care about..
a single tear from her eyes..
a drop of your blood i will taste..

one day..
you will be sorry..
but by then..
even i..
wont have the satisfaction of saying, "its too late"
for it no longer matters..

blood is thicker than water..
but water can cleanse the mess and filth of blood..

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