Blood and Mud

The lines are not clean
no clear space between
the black and the white
but a muddy chaos
rising in the blood
talking heads would tell you
there is one sole path
one sole faith
to guide every step
denying the many names of gods
turning their backs on empathy
and love
they seek only the clean
in a narrow view
with their eyes closed
to knowledge and growth
creating their own royalty
their own savior
in a world of blood and mud
claiming their own hatred
as the only true love – Caroline A. Slee