Time doesn’t erase the images from the mind/
you never forget the violence/
Time doesn’t erase the damage that’s been done/
at the hand of your own blood/
time doesn’t erase the screaming, the bleeding,/
The crying in a place called “home”/
time doesn’t erase/
the feeling/ left on the skin/
the hatred planted to grow inside a child

Blood isn’t thicker than water/
Your blood isn’t thicker than water/
Blood isn’t thicker than water/
Your blood isn’t thicker than water



-by slipotep-