Skin

by abbygrizzard

February 6, 2018

Skin

Unblemished, pure, soft

Rubs against the soft touch of new life

Undamaged, forgiving and at peace

Skin

Scrapes and bruises

Healed by grace and care

The sting of imperfection is felt for the first time

Skin

The first cut

The first sting of hate

Animosity and greed

Skin

Punches and kicks

Resentment and jealousy

Division of one

Skin

Status and betrayal

Wounds and hurt

Weapons used against a once whole body

Skin

Hope for a better future

Regeneration and love

Cuts, bruises, scars, punches, kicks will all heal

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abbygrizzardFeb 6, 2018

<p>This poem is about our world and us as a people. As we were once created out of perfection, time has slowly begun to divide and hurt who we truly are, beings of love, forgiveness, and peace. Although our world today is wounded and hurt, there is so much hope for a bright future in which we will heal and come together once again. </p>