Imagine this world and future.
Frightened children ripped from their mother’s arms.
Fathers breaking calm for their families.
This sound abhorrent to you like it does to me?
Now inject blood types as the reason.
Segregation based on A, O, B.
Pathetic is how it sings to me.
For you cannot control the way you were born.
Or where you are fucking from.
So to judge by these items screams of decay.
Once that sets in there is only one way.
You’re going down.
Its a spiral to oblivion.
And try as you might it can’t be stemmed.
Like the spewing of blood from some ruined limbs!
Fixated on what a person was born.
Judging my blood is no different than skin.
Sounds ludicrous until you engage a brain cell.
If you do you might realise that its just a spell.
Form of division sold for wars sake.
To elongate bloodshed and keep up pure hate.
What purpose beyond could it even be?
I haven’t got a clue cause its all deranged stupidity to me.
But then I’m a leftie, handed I mean.
And forever and a day we’ve been seen as not preem.
Well fuck all you haters you’re just thirsting on jealousy!
Simon A Jackson - Writer 