Part 2 The secret in a sin MY grand'pa said Its SIN to break the skin.

[Rainbowrider]

Do not disturb your father, if you need something ask your mother.
Do not play in your shit or put it in the water.
Never ever in the well where fresh new spirits dwell.
A mother loves her sons and the father protects his daughters.
Do not throw your toys at your sister; do not fight with your brother.
Lore is not man made “WARNING DO NOT ALTER” Lore can not be changed.
That’s the secret in a sin, when man breaks lore promise.
My grandpa said to tell you.
To break the SKIN is a mortal SIN.
If you break the lore of Skin flaws grow from within.
Mans survival no longer certain Mans place in Nature no longer
assured.
It’s true I tell you my uncle said its taboo to breed with Kin.
Don’t mix your blood with others or with a beast.
I must relay the lore that is the most important chore.
With a chuckle and grin, My Grand pa told me more.
Before you leave the world of child, to man, to ceremony ascending to
the lore.
Grandma’s kitchen and the door! I don’t have to tell you son. Don’t go
there no more. This is a sin, not quite mortal but still it’s a sin
for sure.
Don’t creep don’t peep don’t dare go in, do not break your mothers
lore.
Only women and the children can be sanctioned by the heart of a woman
hood.
Aunty looks after grandma’s stick hidden behind the door. Yes this is
a warning do not break your mothers lore, be good
Aunty gets so wild. She’ll give you what you asked for.
If she hits you with that stick, you’ll know you broke the lore, she’s
allowed to hit you extra hard and yell you proppa loud. “Grow up now
your not a child get your head out of that cloud”.
Your mouth can’t tell what your eyes have seen when you were but a
child.
You have been told don’t be bold punishment from your aunty will not
be mild.
You can not go back in time! No time to change your mind. Lore says
every thing just keep coming back round no one lives forever.
This point of lore is clear you can no longer go where you have been
while upon your mother’s breast.
Think with your brain honor the lore as your heart beats in your
chest.
Our Lore is Truth to allow man choice, upholding the lore protecting
all our lives and by your side your children and wife’s.
Honor your ancestors and the path that they trod, man is of them, do
not call them selves of one god. Lore are rules to teach the beast
man, respect of self and of clan.
Only man the beast would taste flesh of his sisters and brothers.
Only Mans mind demands attention of others.
Only mans actions breaks the hearts of mothers.
Only mans hand can write false truths and call it a law, demanding
penance of sole and payments of gold.

That Law Not old. Some just won’t be told.
Illusion of worth and what others must see, just like the emperor and
his new clothing,
Mans false laws cause naught, but self loathing.
Better than best no better than the next at best this man is a beast
now lore less.
Laws by mans mind as words straight from one god, false promise of
excesses worth of everlasting life, pretending, protection, redemption
from sin.