Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
NaPoWriMo Day 8: And Tales of Human Blood
Content Warning: Blood, donating blood, sickness. Inspired by the NaPoWriMo Website’s prompt to take a line from a poetry bot on Twitter and turn it into a poem.
And tales of human blood,
Oh, dear digital Shelley, these are
The tales for our times
The tales of inequality and disaster
Of poverty and desperation
Of disease not actually being
The Great Leveller
As those who are more level than us
Would allow us to believe;
Tales of human blood
Given in kindness, as donations
Given in metaphor, through effort
Charity and foodbanks
Nursing and healing and caring and even
Knocking on a door
Leaving a card that says, “I’m here”
These tales of human blood
Our history
Our legacy.
Mabh Savage 