The Hand That Signed The Paper Poem by Dylan Thomas

The Hand That Signed The Paper

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The hand that signed the paper felled a city;
Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath,
Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country;
These five kings did a king to death.

The mighty hand leads to a sloping shoulder,
The finger joints are cramped with chalk;
A goose's quill has put an end to murder
That put an end to talk.

The hand that signed the treaty bred a fever,
And famine grew, and locusts came;
Great is the hand that holds dominion over
Man by a scribbled name.

The five kings count the dead but do not soften
The crusted wound nor pat the brow;
A hand rules pity as a hand rules heaven;
Hands have no tears to flow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
gloria 08 August 2018

best example of a synecdoche

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Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out

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