“For I have come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law. And a person’s enemies will be those of his own household.”
There is another man who spoke this way-
Krishna on the battlefield.
Arjuna, the warrior prince,
beheld his uncles, cousins, half-brother, grandfather
all arrayed before him,
holding to adharma,
and it was in his hands, continuous with God, to put it right.
Yet, the bow and packet of holy arrows
lay at his feet,
and perhaps we, too, cringe at the idea
of carrying violence to our kin.
we are creatures of metaphor,
and what voices do we carry within us
that no longer serve us?
Where did they first arise-
from uncles, cousins, siblings and parents perhaps?
Until we stand unified within,
grounded in our own experience,
we cannot stand for Truth.