The man with a alien tattoo
No one talks to him all fear him
The man with a alien tattoo
The man with an alien tattoo
walks through the dark without a word
ink alive against his skin
symbols no one can read
They say he saw the sky open
a ship with no sound
a shadow that swallowed the night
and left its mark on him
He carries it like a curse
or maybe a key
lines that shift when the moon is high
etched deeper than blood or bone
Some claim they saw it glow
casting light across his arm
a warning or a promise
none can decide
Children whisper when he passes
elders turn their eyes away
for they know some marks
are not meant for man
Now the tattoo burns in silence
glows when the stars turn strange
as if the craft above
still calls his name
No one stands too close
his story is never told
only the sight of moving lines
on a man who does not sleep.
About the Creator
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Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
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