Tattoo

The skin on my body a canvas
An artform with needles and ink
It was my choice and my decision
I don't care what others think

The images express who I am
It represents moments in my life
A koi, a dragon, a geisha
The names of my children and my wife

It's an ongoing project
So many hours on the artist's chair
Yes of course it did hurt
And no I don't mind if people stare

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
And beauty is what I see
If you don't like it keep it to yourself
I didn't do it for you, I did it for me

Life is so unexpected
and your tomorrow is not guaranteed
Fate snaps its fingers
Leaving loved ones only to grieve

Your memories we share
and so many tears we have shed
The pain so surreal
Thinking of our last words that were said

We take comfort to know
You're not in pain anymore
And that you're looking down upon us
With a smile at Heavens Door

We hope you know
That you're missed and were truly loved
Your with mom, dad and your brothers
Angels now watching us from above

Life is so unexpected
and your tomorrow is not guaranteed
Fate snaps its fingers
Leaving loved ones only to grieve

Your memories we share
and so many tears we have shed
The pain so surreal
Thinking of our last words that were said

We take comfort to know
You're not in pain anymore
And that you're looking down
Upon us from Heavens Door

We hope you know
That you're missed and are loved
Your with mom, dad and your bro's
Angels now watching us from above

The last few days have been hard
Nothing different except my mood
I've pushed all away
No appetite, no sleep, no cares
No happiness, no joy, no love
Only an emptiness inside
That I try to fill in vain

How do you argue with perfection?
Why do you still dispute information gifted to you while you were struggling to resolve an issue that you unknowingly overlooked?
How can you accept that their capacity of knowledge surpasses the totality of all those that know them combined?
How do you generate a response: tactfully, respectfully, cautiously, diplomatically, emphatically and politely?
Unable to contest the information provided to you in such a professional and personable yet profoundly condescending manner I ask again, how do you argue with perfection?
When given the chance to reply, a wise man will solemnly retort in a defeated tone simply, humbly, gratefully and lovingly "Yes Dear!".

A brief moment in life caught forever
Shaped by the past and influencing the future
An image so striking and so bleak
It's says nothing but speaks volumes
It brings out emotions from deep within you
Provoking, judgemental, intimidating, humiliating
Persuading, praising, encouraging, hoping
You stare deeper and more profound
Nothing has changed but nothing has stayed the same
Familiarity overcome by ignorance
Pride outshined by modesty
The photograph an effigy of yourself in a reflection forever captured but soon forgotten.