OUTSTRETCHED HAND
We all should give out a helping hand. Our hands, a symbol of hope. Let's stretch our hands out and make possibilities happen.
The poem below illustrates the mysteries of the hand that stretched out. Read below!
digits that do not keep hopes in
the epithelial design spangled
displayed in grace and not gloved
Structured to shape and mould
build edifices out of old
Not just four fingers and a thumb
But a wonderful mix of diverse possibilities to come
see beyond what you can see
the fat yellow pillow an illusion to me
the palms and knuckles
it nurtures and suckles her young
meander of veins
breaks the chain of pains
wipe tears dry
it's tendons waves hatred bye
what empties itself
falls into a space that is open
to hold dirt in other to keep clean
and place others first
rewrites stories
jots down memories
hands in and not out
let's reach out beyond every doubt
Thank you for reading
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