Blood be lost

The earth is red with the blood of the ancestors

The crimson mist is filling our fragile lungs

The taste is still in the putrefied darkness of our mother

Deep inside the soil, our blood feeds the serpent

Nourishing its maligned hunger for deadly sins spoken by the father

The heinous serpent of power suffocates light souls

Taking away the divine sparks and induces darkness

Rooted deep inside Gaia the music of change is vibrating

Our time will come when we will all be aligned with the ancestors

Blood for blood

By Victoria Odey

Inspire Creativity

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