Hands swinging hammers,
Hands baring swords,
Hands wielding chisels,
Hands bound in chord.

Hands that lift things,
Hands that hold,
Hand that wither,
And grow old.

Hands that crack,
Skin that bleeds,
Crippled hands,
Hands with needs.

Broken hands, with a trembling cup,
Remembering when they held us up.