Take a look at these hands
They are blackyellowhite
Take a look at these hands
They are hitchhiking
or behind the wheel of a large automobile
Take a look at these hands
They work and touch
They hurt and heal
Take a look at these hands
They can hold a knife
and a child at the same time
Take a look at these hands
They are bruised and dumb
They don't mind
Take a look at these hands
They are tombs
Take a look at these hands
They are what they are
Slaves of an animal
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I would like to translate this poem
Ufff. the ending, the horror.