One Clean Hand For God Poem by Richard Wlodarski
One Clean Hand For God
Rating: ★5.0
My right hand's dirty
Tired of life's tasks
Such damn pain endured
And now so crippled
I've spared my left hand
Kept it clean for God
Rested and massaged
Olive branch for peace
Thursday, May 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: god,hands,pain,peace,suffering
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5/24/2024 9:19:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The sword hand has been crippled and cannot interfere with peace - really good! A 10.
Very astute observation, Carl! Kerouac would be proud!