Sabrina's Hands

Fragile hands hard at work

Might you be a filing clerk?

Oh my no, my game don’t work

Those hands so over fatigued

Have me intrigued

to know which deed

will be the one that will indeed

give those hands some rest

I wish them the best

In the world of baby’s request

For these hands… muscled…veined…and ripping

Will be the only things

That keep these hand molded individuals

From gripping all the pain of past lives

That new unfamiliar hands can bring

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Emeka Chike Nwogu's picture

Good poem. Try and fix titles to your poems. It will make them more attractive.
Keep writing