Tatoos and All
Still a man you know
Still got the blood flowing inside of me
Still got my act together
Still believe in the art on my body
So long as you don’t profile me
I am your brother
I am your son
I am your father
I will be a grandfather
If you let me live
Got love to give
Got faith to believe
Got a job to do
Got a family to care for
If you free me from this bondage
We are your children too
This country is rightly ours too
We choose to express ourselves this way
Each pierce a symbol
Stories untold to the world unless asked
The skin caused us to be enslaved
The tattoos show the emergence
The mind is free
The country spells freedom
So why must we continue to fight for it
Upon seeing a friend all draped up in tattoos and a wonderful young man who could be misjudged for the outer image.
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