I am not sure what tattoos mean to others who have them, but I have an idea what my tattoos mean to me: They are like scars on my heart and soul of things I like, things I love, the past, the future, the unknown, the known, my father’s death, and new beginnings. Anyhow, I wrote a poem, and I hope you like it. I think the poem is a look into how I feel having tattoos; they are indeed humbling …
Take care, and God bless!
Chris
What if you could see beyond the ink.
Ignore the shapes and colors and wondering how I think.
Would you say hello as I walk by as if there were nothing to see.
Or would you turn your back as you see my sight and finish judging me.
I am not so different from you I too admire from afar the stars.
As you look to and fro from me to them accept my tattoos are scars.
I can tell you these scars run deep even the cross on my hand.
I could try to explain to you what they mean but I feel you would not understand.

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