Scars
Sometimes
I wish I had scars to adorn my skin
The adventures
The lessons
The journeys
They must have walked through
To earn the scars they have
My skin is pure
Without mar
Without blemish
What stories could I tell
With a blank canvas on my body
However
I’ve learned that
Most people I know
Don’t bear their scars on their skin
But
Instead
Wear them on their heart
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world