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The Pairs of Hands

a poem by Annapurna Krishjeev

The pairs of hands those till the land
Till the land, those till the land
The pairs of hands those mill the clothes
Mill the clothes, those mill the clothes
The pairs of hands those lay the bricks
Lay the bricks, those lay the bricks
The pairs of hands those dig the mines
Dig the mines, those dig the mines
These are the hands those make the wealth
Make the wealth, those make the wealth
These are the hands those make our lives
Make our lives, those make our lives
But one thing that I understand not
Understand not, just understand not

Why these hands can’t feed their mouths
Feed their mouths, just feed their mouths
Why these hands can’t weave their clothes
Weave their clothes, just weave their clothes
Why these hands can’t build their homes
Build their homes, just build their homes
Why these hands have to dig their graves
Dig their graves, just dig their graves
Why these hands can’t make their means
Make their means, just make their means
Why these hands can’t make their lives
Make their lives, just make their lives
Just one thing that I understand not
Understand not, just understand not