These hands that have held a child
These hands that have held a gun
These hands which have blistered in work
These hands that have given and taken
These hands that move with words
These hands that fold in prayer
These hands that write these lines
These hands that touch your skin
These hands that can shape into fists
These hands that can shake a friendship
(as well as in fear)
These hands that mark my destiny
These hands will age, then die with me
