Blood has been harder to dam back than water. <br />Just when we think we have it impounded safe <br />Behind new barrier walls (and let it chafe!), <br />It breaks away in some new kind of slaughter. <br />We choose to say it is let loose by the devil; <br />But power of blood itself releases blood. <br />It goes by might of being such a flood <br />Held high at so unnatural a level. <br />It will have outlet, brave and not so brave. <br />weapons of war and implements of peace <br />Are but the points at which it finds release. <br />And now it is once more the tidal wave <br />That when it has swept by leaves summits stained. <br />Oh, blood will out. It cannot be contained.<br /><br />Robert Lee Frost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flood-the/
