One Hand

                  One hand gives you food to eat
                  Water to drink and crops to grow
                  Tools to till and beasts to pull
                  And help to reap that which you sow.

                  One hand rapes your land and wife
                  Kills your son and starts the feud
                  That sends your brothers into war
                  And takes in lieu your tools and food.

                  One hand helps you to your feet
                  And gives you bricks to help rebuild
                  Your home, your town, your people's lives
                  A statue remembering all those killed.

                  One hand aims and fires the gun
                  That shoots a bullet through your head
                  Then one hand digs deep in the ground
                  To bury all the other hand's dead.

                            © 2005 Eline