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I hate my blood which is cold and blue

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I hate my blood which is cold and blue

One day my ancestors were reading something
It is of our heritage they say as they always say
In their special conceited way
“We are blue blood”.
Oh I loathe my blood, the smell of that blood makes me mad at myself.

With disgust I feel that blue blood running through my vain.
Had I the blood of a farmer, a prostitute I would have boast!
Had I the blood of the oppressed, the humble blood I would have been proud.
Had I the blood of a tenant rather than land lord Oh I would call you my God “my 
But I am ashamed to call your holy name as the blood of the bloodiest running in 

Had I the bloods of minorities of any country rather than the proud majority 
I would love to be someone whose parents come from different religion and from 
different cast. So I would become the most oppressed and my blood would 
become more red and pure than the dirty blood of blue color.
And if I could not change my blood with that of hermaphrodite, prostitute, raped 
woman, homeless, minorities in the country, all the people who are oppressed
I would rather like u to shed my blood which stink with its cruel history 
That no one ever shed tear because of the arrogance of nature.
For ancestor’s crime, successor should make penance

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  1. Date: 12/31/2013 7:49:00 AM
    loved your poem.