Once again, technology has obstructed my progress hence the lack of posts. This was to have been posted last week.
My body is my temple
At which I worship my ancestors
As I carry forth our collective soul
My body is a temple
It must be decorated
And so the ink runs skin deep
Lines and shapes that speak of the footsteps I leave
My body is my temple
And the mind tattoos thoughts on my spirit
Reaching beneath the surface of the physical
To speak of my place in a world unchanged
I am another link in the chain of a people
Laying a legacy for those to come
I reach into yesterday and dance into tomorrow
And taste the essence of who I truly am
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