Hands... Poem by Ananya Guha

And hands which craft words
are responsible
for the blood which
rivets on streams
hands which hold each other
responsible for love a drudgery
and hands which dictate laws
responsible for death's shroud
all in one go
hands upraised
are venal, hands which pray
guilty of sins,
and hands are muderous
hands are sane
and hands which craft clever, witting words

are in a way hands
which are guilty of love.
Death blows hands move
in shadows, hallucinatory dreams
hands after all- in no man's land
heralding quiet platitudes.