With These Fingers
With these fingers…
I have piloted a spaceship to the moon;
Circumnavigated earth in a hot air balloon;
Made countless women swoon.
With these fingers…
I have changed past histories;
Conversed with talking trees;
Solved life’s mysteries.
With these fingers…
I have seen young soldiers die;
Weaved some awful lies;
Made ex-lovers cry.
Electrical pulses from the brain,
Starts fingers dancing a tapping refrain,
Acting as my soul’s window pane.
Lightly strumming the new keyboard,
Replacing the pen as the mighty sword,
Many illnesses I have cured…
With these fingers.
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