The say

They say blood is thicker than water

Which is why no matter how hard she tried

She couldn’t wash away the evidence Scars, busted veins and capillaries

Her deep brown eyes tell stories

They say blood is thicker than water

So she asked him, why, what did she do?I am a man And men do whatever the F*** they want to do

That was his excuse

They say blood is thicker than water

But did he even consider their kinship

So as his White Puma’s came crashing on her face

She Prayed

Prayed that the next morning as he so nonchalantly

Went to use the restroom

Pull his pants down, a morning ritual

And like magic, No pathetic excuses for his actions 

They say blood is thicker than water

With every punch

She wanted to scream but no volume in her lungs

She wanted to remind him, we share the same mother and father,

That was a lie

There was a monstrous look in his eyes.

Suddenly he became a stranger

They say blood is thicker than water

When blood started dripping from her nostril

Eyes shut tight to escape the pain

Remembering childhood The “good old days”

This little girl’s tight curly hair Kinky, telling tales of hatred, Animosity, Evil, War, Barefooted refugees, Crying mothers, Screaming babies

Promising herself she would be famous one day

Fierce like Tyra

Beautiful like Beyounce

Powerful like Oprah

Respected like Michelle

She’s only a prisoner

Not behind metal bars

Instead behind Counselor Blush Foundation

Thanking God for makeup it became her protection

From staring eyes, People passing judgments

Wishing that CoverGirl would cover this girl’s depression

Or that Maybelline would maybe make her believe again

Or would hide the pain

In her once beautiful brown eyes

They say blood is thicker than water

But they didn’t prepare her for this

She whispers to her self

Don’t you dare cry!

But why do her eyes keep boring pain

That gives birth to sorrow

That impregnates tears

That delivers hatred

They say blood is thicker than water

They say that that poetry is a healer

Hoping that it works its magic she picks up her weapon

As the ammunition runs through her veins on to Microsoft Word

Hoping that poetry would echo her unheard screams through spoken word

A tool to recalculate her future Subtract all the memories

Add love and hope back to her dictionary

Multiply her success

So that that bastard would die a little inside

Every time that he saw her happy again

That she is everything he wishes he could never be

Determined and radiating with positivity 

They say blood is thicker than water

Finding comfort in her prayer rug

She looks up

Whispers Ya rab

They say forgiveness is a divine trait but she’s no Goddess

Maybe one day this hate will stop or even lessen

And I can find it in my heart to call you my brother again..

Ella Mentry

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