My Tatoos
Drops
Falling
Drops leaving stains
Drops
Falling
Am I the stain? Do I harbour the stains?
Drops falling from above
They seem to come in unison
Why do I feel?
Why do I feel not?
The stains are not a bother
Whether by me or the drops
They are my tattoos
I'll wear them wherever I go
I'll wear them proud
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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