too much red....

Too much sand had passed
through the hourglass of life,
Too much blood had run
through my veins.
The glass of wine had remained untouched
Coz... I feared red
I felt blood.
The chalice... ever inviting
But i felt it was not pure.
And then...
I contemplate sin
The sin... no more camouflaged
Lust flashes red across the paleness of love
I fear red
I feel blood.
The gnawing jaws can hold no more...
The fierceness within.
I fear the knife
I fear it would bring out
The true color within me...
The blood red, under the camouflage of the white skin
The violence slumbering within the peace
I fear me, 
I feel blood.
But sin does its job
I see the red
I see the blood
I see me, the inner me.
I no more fear blood,
I feel red.
The sin is over,
I am purified.
I am the one, that holds the blood
I am the chalice...
So red, so blood, yet so pure...

 
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