They Didn'T Do Our Hands Fair Poem by Ali Rahimi

Shake hands, stroke my hands, with your bare hands,
Love to feel your palms, direct, plain and sincere,
Unblocked, straight, uncovered, utterly natural,
Feel your soft skin after a heavy rain,
My hands scorched rugged under the tyranny of the sun,
Hand holding is loving, sharing, caring,
All of us dream of a pair of safe hands,
To hold them with passion, tranquility, serenity,
Beware, my friend! Some are just claws, paws, talons,
Wild tools of damage, theft, trickery and violence,
They didn’t do our hands fair,
But how about a pair of new hands?
Like a pair of new shoes, or a pair of new trousers?
We get fed up with the old hands,
Your hand is holding mine,
Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder,
Her hand is meeting mine!
A bizarre grisly scene!
Two birds in two hands? Where is the stone?
Where is the revolver? Where is the honor pistol?
Could be homicide, manslaughter,
It’s in Ivory Coast, Jamaica, or India …
They didn’t do our hands fair,
They didn’t do our hands fair,
They didn’t do our hands fair,
They didn’t do our hands fair,
You are made redundant, manual surfeit,
Try new, exciting passionate ones,
Different fingers, new tactile sense, exciting alien touch,
New palms, thumbs, pinkies, wrists and even ring fingers,
Even if you get the rage of the index finger,
We fall into wrong hands, strangers’ hands, rough tricky ones,
Finger print ridges, can they show peoples’ tricks?
They didn’t do our hands fair,
We lose our best friends’ hands,
Lose the comforting pacifying palms,
Gone is the reassuring touch, warm sensation,
Left and right hands are the havens for diverse lovers,
Men love to put hands on your shoulder, your cheeks, your hair,
Existential search of male hand satisfaction,
Groping, rummaging through female fingers, and palms,
For sensational female hand location,
The matter in quest of the fertile land,
They lose grips, fall into misery, loneliness,
They didn’t do our hands enough,
They didn’t do our hands fair,
They didn’t do our hands love, honor, dignity …