These are my Scars

I was born naked 
Perfect skin
Ten fingers ten toes
One mouth one nose
To breathe life into my lungs
I cry out

I grow 
I learn
I stumble 
I earn
I fall
I stand tall

Then you came
Death and destruction 
Fear and shame
Monster of many names
I cry out

Needles needles needles
Cut open
Born naked 
I cry out 

Your footsteps follow
Darkness and doubt
Sadness and anger
Fear of your shadow upon me

I crawl 
I grope 
I struggle 
I fall 
I cry out
I stand tall

Born naked
These are my scars
I wear them proudly
I stand tall
I cry out

Happy National Poetry Day


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