There Will Always Be Blood

Look up.
Look down.
Look all around.

This is no Mickey Mouse Club.
This is the underbelly
of happy animated morality.

We are stained,
completely coloured
by what's easily-consumed.

Behind the confident smiles,
lies misinformation—and blood.
There will always be blood.

We are easily read, inside and out.
Reaching through steel hoops
meant to entangle

understanding and resistance.
The red earth, a sponge,
absorbs only so much misery.

Misunderstanding erodes footing,
stirs river red. Unfiltered, it flows.
We drink it back in

like strawberry Kool-Aid.
No difficult questions asked,
return to regularly-scheduled broadcast.