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Bloodline

Viens pierce running temp warm flow Same color, different making DNA red bleeds Racism, as if you yourself is perfect in image There's no white man ancestors bloodline tells A mix of races, Irish, Jamaica who knows Population birth of a nation freedom from slavery As in days of Roman today it carries on Working for the man, bloodline still traits linger A world we strive, trying not let it swallow us Us as a being, many episodes society drama Like a puppet dangling from string we walk Bloodline of the past we claim we change Still a broken society our actions our death We change our souls weaken to life expectancy Existence to hide ourselves amongst the evil Show me who you are, heart tells truth Image of mankind false hope of anger buried Hatred towards thy neighbor only love themselves Each race feeling superior to each other None equal as greed a thief steals in night All that makes you or forgotten who you are? Bloodline we cherish our heritage like yesterday We find we love out of kindness of our hearts Depths of dark we portrayed with light Even though dark does not comprehend it We show emotion, broken pieces of sanity A person of interest, not ourselves we think But for another, a touch of love's kindness Even if for a moment a breath be save Bloodline still flows even in death carried to grave

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Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 2/28/2024 6:16:00 AM

Steve, This is powerful and thought-provoking. You tackle complex themes like racism and societal pressures head-on, reminding us that appearances are deceptive and our bloodlines carry diverse stories. The contrasting lines about "hatred" and "kindness" leave a strong impression. It's a call to action – to break free from societal chains and see each other as individuals, not products of the past. - Blessings, Daniel

Steve Harvell
Date: 2/29/2024 11:24:00 AM

Tkz Daniel.. I like to think as myself to be different, not optimistic but to see life for what it is in reality. A lot like seeing people get angry but if you look at life as things going happen out our control than you can see it as only an obstacle and not a dilemma. I've lived both sides of the fence, even being homeless but I count my blessings God was there to see me through. My days of growing of age I try perfect myself n~soul of heart, to use my experience to be the one man. To stand firm on morals taught and all we have believed since ancestors including constitution. So either you side with way of world or you stand apart. Just cause they say it's ok doesn't make it right.

Ariana Pataki

Date: 2/26/2024 7:13:00 AM

How come there are no comments? This is amazing, Steve. The poem is beautiful. Love the topic and the strength of each verse. Have a lovely day.

Steve Harvell
Date: 2/29/2024 11:41:00 AM

Ariana,lol.. IDK that be like asking how you get nearly 900 reads on poem and touched no one ?? I'm glad you liked the reading, I hope at same time you carried something with you. Many ways we want to change world and people but I feel we going about it wrong way. First you got change yourself before you can help another. It's them emotions of anger,hate n~revenge that racism will always exist because the heart is not pure. Does it not say if they slap one cheek than turn other? Though sometimes we got to stand the fight it is the reason that makes its purpose. In my writings I want to touch the darkness of the soul. To put that light that shines the shadows of walls. You can't force change unless you yourself leave its print. God's love ??