Saturday, February 16, 2008


hands so thick
hands so strong
they wrap around necks so small so fragile
and snap. into lengths half long.

they release life from green beans
and drop them into boiling water
softening them, for a side order meal
cooked for another homeless mother and daughter.

soup kitchen line in an urban city blue
from closed eyes, cold winds, and long nights
feeding hungry faces etched in doubts
pained by withdrawals and blackened eyes from fights.

green bean soup, pasta with bread,
surplus choke sandwiches and bitter orange juice.
today's menu for life and living always the same as yesterday.
feeling low by judge, jury, executed, and then set loose.

all of them stripped of dignity and honor
self worth and independence next to metal fences and brick walls.
dispossessed spirits of common treasures
now, only their big hands to hold small hearts asking for food.

Hands by Shazza Nakim
Copyright © by Peace of Mind Publishings and with permission by Shazza Nakim

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