in a life or death situation,
when the hands of time
are running you over
with a mac truck.

When death is arriving
at your door step
60 miles per hour
while the grim reaper
is in the passengers seat
grinning from ear to ear.

You get hit-
But somehow the graces
of destiny
or god
or good luck
help you survive.
But you need another's
blood to fill your veins
and make you whole again-

Is it then you will deny the blood,
of someone who doesn't
have the same values,
or live the same life.
Is it then you will say,
no that person loves another
of the same gender,
I wont do it.

And you die,
slowly and painfully,
from your own ignorance.

Is it then you say,
that person is of a different race,
I refuse to take that blood.

And you die,
slowly and painfully,
from your own selfish views.

When will people wake up and realize,
blood is blood?
People are people
love is love
and who the **** are you
to tell someone
they're not worth a thing
because you told them so?

You are not god,
you are not a supreme leader,
you cannot dictate
and enforce
your unorthodox hatred
unto others,
because blood is blood.

When the chance comes
that you no longer have life
and you're sitting alone and cold
in a bed with no one around
but your fragile memories
of family and friends
that turn to hatred and self-loathing
and you are all you have.

you will then wish
that you took the blood
you will then wish
you didn't hate so much
you will then wish
on every star in the sky
that you realized sooner
blood is just blood
and people are just people
and some of those people-
like you,
are unjust and just too ******* evil.