Created: April 10, 2023

Blood, a life force flowing through my veins
A mystery to behold, both beautiful and strange
A deep red color, like a crimson stain
With every beat of my heart, it starts to change

It’s a sign of life, yet a symbol of death
It’s been spilled for love, for war, and for greed
A liquid so vital, it’s worth every breath
It’s a part of us, no matter how we plead

It’s spilled in anger, and in pain
A reminder of the misery we face
A bleak symbol of our mortality, our bane
A sign of the horror of the human race

It’s a mystery we’ll never fully understand
An enigma, flowing through our very core
An essence of our being, both woman and man
Blood, a part of us forevermore.

In this world of mystery, and fear
It’s a constant reminder, that life is dear
That we’re mere mortals, lost in this sphere
But our blood keeps us alive, through every tear.

So let it flow, through every vein
Let it be a reminder, of our human stain
For without it, we’d be nothing, just a frame
But with it, we’re alive, in every way.

Let’s embrace the mystery of this vital fluid
And all the darkness it contains
For it’s a part of us, this life force exuded
A part of us that will always remain.

Let the mystery of blood unfold
In all its bleak and unknown ways
For in its depths, a story is told
Of life, death, and all its shades of gray.

Blood, a mystery that will never be solved
A part of us, both young and old
So let it flow, both hot and cold
For it’s a part of us, a story to be told.

In the end, we’ll all return to dust
Our blood, our memories, our lust
But until then, let it flow and trust
That life is a mystery, both bleak and just.

Let the mystery of blood run free
And all its darkness be set free
For it’s a part of us, forever to be
A mystery, a beauty, a part of our history.

Blood, a symbol of life and death
A mystery we’ll never forget
So let it flow, with every breath
For it’s a part of us, a symbol of respect.

Let the mystery of blood be told
In all its bleak and unknown ways
For in its depths, a story is told
Of life, death, and all its shades of gray.

Let’s embrace the mystery of this vital fluid
And all the darkness it contains
For it’s a part of us, this life force exuded
A part of us that will always remain.

Blood, a mystery that will never be solved
A part of us, both young and old
So let it flow, both hot and cold
For it’s a part of us, a story to be told.

In the end, we’ll all return to dust
Our blood, our memories, our lust
But until then, let it flow and trust
That life is a mystery, both bleak and just.

Let the mystery of blood run free
And all its darkness be set free
For it’s a part of us, forever to be
A mystery, a beauty, a part of our history.

Let the mystery of blood unfold
In all its bleak and unknown ways
For in its depths, a story is told
Of life, death, and all its shades of gray.