Hands

You are the most useful things
I have ever had.
With your clumsy grasp that I command
Nothing falls short of accomplishment.
You are tools to me,
Vessels which I trust to carry my soul.
Your incredible design enables this.
It allows me
to play music, or to paint a red rose.
I could set a bone,
Or remind another,
That I am still here.

Or I might build a machine
that will allow me
to fly on the winds

But you are weapons as well
And I can use you to beat down my enemies.
You make them run from me,
Fearing the terrible power I possess.
And so my enemies are scarce,
Due to your protection.

And the things you reveal
I cannot escape.
My unease made clear
By the sweat you produce.
And the efforts I make to hide
Are wasted
As your determination
Has beaten mine.

My history is recorded
In your valleys,
Which form a map of my person.
An account of my injuries
Eternalized and displayed
On your canvas, that is mine.

Hands

alexburner2000

Vienna, United States

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we should all stop and appreciate our hands every once in a while

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