Language of the universe

This universe has a language,

That the world we live in uses,

But it’s not made of twenty six letters;

It’s made of scars and bruises

It doesn’t write its words on paper,

It writes upon our skin

So many dots and dashes,

That we can’t tell where they begin

We don’t understand this language,

That the world we live in speaks

As a sign of being weak,

We hate our scars and bruises,

Hide them away so no one sees,

Instead of stating proudly,

“Look at what the world spoke for me”

A lot of scars and bruises will slowly fade away,

That the world made sure would stay

Savour those scars and bruises

Follow your heart at any cost

For you’ll truly find yourself,

Care less and you’ll b less stressed

Published in Daily Times, April 4^th 2018.