I am the hands -------------------------------------------
I am the hands
of a man
not quite so captivated
with material
as others have become.
But more entranced
on words
and clouds.
I write his thoughts,
saving them on paper.
Keeping his past safe
with black ink
memories.
I am the gentle hands
of a man
who is reaching out
and teaching
with his words
that I write.
His dreams of love
and a world pure
and selfless.
He is innocent,
and so vulnerable.
I am the calloused hands
of a man
who has worked the fields
of hate
and remorse.
He is scorned
for dreaming,
he is hated
for loving.
But I still work for him
willingly.
I am the bloodied hands
of a man
beaten,
for refusing to give up,
for staying loyal
to the truth
that he knows is real.
He uses me to grasp
for love
but we only find
mud
that we lie in.
I am the cold hard hands
of a man
who sacrificed
everything
for the very people
who sacrificed him
for thirty pieces
of something
they did not need.
Touching, beautiful, honest, and all around wonderful.
I hope I'm not just being foolish seeing the religious aspect of it. If it is a sort of ode to Jesus Christ, you disguised it very well. No, I won't say disguised, you did it very originally. I haven't read anything quite like this. You did a marvelous job.
My favorite part...
He uses me to grasp for love but we only find mud that we lie in.
This is good. I never got till the end you were talking about some biblical characters. This applies today to men and women around the world. And I like how you used the way there hands looked to describe them. That to me was awesome.
I like the "not so captivated hands" the best. Wording to me was best there. Overall this write is excellent and I really like it. I'm adding it to my favorites. Keep writing Pursuitoflife
Submission Name: I am the hands
