For the Irish Catholics
Jun 6, 2022
It’s in my Blood
3/4’s Guinness 1/4 life
Zombie eyed, wasting time, blood runs through me
Concoction, addiction, lack of stimulation
I’m numb, we’re numb, it runs through us
Stunted, blunted, angrily confronted
Violence, silence, contemplation is timeless
It runs through our veins
Punch, slap, kick, fall on the bricks
Emotionless, reaction fist
It flows through us
Suppression, intention, laughter invention
Religious intention, total acception
Church of fear
It invades our mind
Abide
Follow
Pray
Sing
Lie
Hide
It controls our lives
3/4’s Guinness, 1/4 life
They take that quarter and fill it with sorrow
Guinness will take care of the rest
It’ll become our blood
For the Irish Catholics
Not for my Mother
