Lack of Thankness
What we lack knowing
What we lack seeing
What we lack acknowledging
Something as simple so great
How do we forget?
How do we compare
How could we see in a different way?
Leads us to say
Thank you God for giving me hands
Hands; those are so powerful in good
And so destructible in evil
With everything we do
With everything we establish
With everything we make
Is and only by the help of our hands
How do we play the guitar?
How do we swim the ocean?
How could we draw a painting?
How could we eat and drink?
How could we clean and ran and play?
Without help
With no hands
How could we practice our hobbies?
How could we defeat our enemies?
How could we study and learn?
How could we cook and wear?
How could we write, just write
A letter for the ones we love
To say just say
I miss you
How could we do anything with no hands?
Without the gift from God we so thanklessly use?
How could we not say?
For now we should at least say
Thank you God for all that you made!
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