The World's Imprint

The World has made its imprint on my face

Its' cultures lie within my very skin, flesh


My heart loves all I have seen, all I know


Landscapes from Europe to Asia stain me. 



Ink oceans, all of the seven seas and lakes


Twirl tides within my every emotion, bringing


Briny teardrops like the heaviest rain down me


Smudging the earth in wars, disease, and sorrow. 



Tomorrow is but another day in this World...


My world, your world, OUR World we built.

We have made to destroy or to heal, as we will. 


My will for it is painted on my skin for all to see.