Just felt like writing this one. No real reason though.
These hands of mine are rough and rugged They can Protect or destroy They can create works of Joy These hands of mine are dangerous in every way They are tools to break hearts They are tools of war They write lovely poetry They make wonderful motions These hands of mine can cause a lot of joy These hands of mine aren't meant to be a toy They incite ones to suicide They conduct melodies with my bride These hands of mine have committed many crimes They can batter to protect my pride They can make anyone cry These hands of mine aren't meant for you Not even for me These hands of mine have helped me cheat What can I say I use my hands everyday Won't you come and see That these hands of mine are unique
This has a wonderful flow. I enjoyed this piece as all hands should be used for the love and care for other people. But there are just bits that need covering up and what some people are too shy to say about themselfs
Our hands make humans, unique, indeed; however, they can be our weapon or offer a loving caress. Human hands are a marvel. I really loved the subject matter of this poem, which made for an interesting read.
Poem is amazing. Your description is true. Each of us can built great bridges or destroy people and life. Each line adding to create a very good poem. The ending was excellent. We decide the good or bad we do in our life.
Coyote
I love this one. My man this deep was deep and thought provoking. Awesome. These hands...the hands of mankind. Have done many things and you showed them well.
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