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A Deep and Troubling Truth

Hands
Stretched out like branches
Reaching for the kiss of sun
An army of hands, brown hands
Stretched out at me
Shrivelled weak hands
Looking for their daily bread. 

Hands
With nobody to hold
No star close for them to touch
To shake off the dust and shimmer
Slowly move back to folded arms
Hands that know not how to give
Stretch out to touch the troubled
Hands that serve only his purpose. 

Hands
Snatching from the pot
Blind hands grab the rich jasper
To exchange it for some nourishment
Hands that know only to grab from another
Hands that serve only his purpose
Looking for their daily bread.

Copyright © Kudzai Mhangwa | Year Posted 2018

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Andrea Dietrich Date: 6/22/2018 9:25:00 AM oh this is indeed a troubing truth and so prevalent in the world. It should not have to be this way. Wow, what a great way to deal with the subject, Kudzai. Login to Reply

Vijay Pandit Date: 6/22/2018 6:38:00 AM It is such a troubling truth..a profound truth you brought my attention to..keep writing, Kudzai. Login to Reply Kudzai Mhangwa Date: 6/22/2018 6:47:00 AM Thank you so much!

Lyric Man Date: 6/22/2018 6:13:00 AM I enjoyed reading your skillfully written poem this morning. I especially liked the continual return to the primary theme of "hands". A very philosophical write! Login to Reply Kudzai Mhangwa Date: 6/22/2018 6:48:00 AM Thanks a lot Lyric Man, means a lot

Demetrios Trifiatis Date: 6/22/2018 4:53:00 AM Profound and moving truth that should not let anyone untouched my friend, Kudzai! God bless you for bringing that to our attention. I have written many times on the subject ! A fav for me! Login to Reply Kudzai Mhangwa Date: 6/22/2018 6:50:00 AM Thank you my friend! Yes, I believe it is an issue we should stop ignoring and we must all take action to fight it