two hands

i saw two hands
clenched as fists
swung as weapons
two hands of anger

i saw two hands
clenched as fists
balled still with frustration
two hands of tension

i saw two hands
clasped together
close to the chest
two hands of prayer

i saw two hands
one shaking the other
met under the midday sun
two hands of greeting

i saw two hands
one reaching for support
one helping another
two hands of hope

i saw two hands
that sweethearts swung freely
holding each other
two hands of love

© David Gilliver 1994


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