By Right of Blood

From the Mother flows into the Placenta
The DNA, the Code, all of history, lineage
Blue Eyes, Brown Hair, cool tricks of the tongue
Into the babe, nutrients, cells, Life

Through this, I Claim Blood Right
To enjoy the quirky way my son smiles
To bask in the sound of my daughter's laughter
To revel in the rolling of an elbow, of a child yet born

I Claim Blood Right
To the artistic and creative lineage of my Mother
To the philosophical and silly heritage of my Father
To the bond of blood, of Family

On back through the ages,
The Good and the Undesireable
I Claim it as my History, my Blood
My People and my Clans

Curtis, Martin, Kawa, Mann
And now Wood and Stevens
Marriages forged, names taken
Through it all runs the Blood

The Blood flows into the Placenta
Pulsing, nourishing the Code, Fertilized Egg
Passing on the DNA to the unborn
The Bond of Family and Blood