The Hands.... (That Dared To Speak!)

the hands.... that cleaned the old man lying on urine stained sheets, that planted the bulbs in the old woman's flower bed. that washed the dishes for forty years.... the hands... that built the old barn, that plowed the fields, that harvested the crops.... the hands... that stroked desire's body, that found each secret treasure, that closed the window. that held the baby, that taught the child to write, that buttoned his suit on the day he was married. the hands.... that buried the body, that brushed leaves from the grave, that packed away pictures. the hands.... that picked up the pen, that turned bloodstained pages, that dared to speak! the hands... now old and withered, painfully bruised, often clasped in prayer, that open to take the small child's hand; that unlock the door, and beckon to those in need... the hands...