TattoosA Poem by Màiri AndrusWas tired of the discrimination one day and this just came to me.I have tattoos. I have many tattoos. You think that makes me trash, I think it makes you narrow-minded. Tattoos are art, expressions of love, sadness, joy, and even loss. I don’t judge you for the three-piece-suit, Why should you judge me for my individuality? I’m a mother, father, daughter, son, wife, husband, I can even be the officer who saved your life. A judge, firefighter, teacher, I could be anyone. So who are you to judge me? I have tattoos. I have many tattoos. They do not make me less human, just, more my own person. I am happy with who I am, Are you not happy with who you are? I make my tattoos; they don’t make me. I am a unique individual; try to get to know me. Please don’t judge me by my cover.
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1 Review Added on April 23, 2008 Last Updated on April 24, 2008 AuthorMàiri AndrusMt. Vernon, WAAboutI've been writting poems since I was 10 and have had quite a few published in different things over the years. I am currently working on my first novel it is about half way completed. I am also work.. more..Writing
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