Wrote this one day during my time working in a Mercedes-Benz automotive plant.
"Hands"
A million hands. Hands everywhere!
Hands to lift, and pinch and prod,
And poke and cut and paint
and weld.
A million hands. Hands everywhere!
Conjured up in a multitude of brilliant minds
of folk at the top of their field.
A million hands. Hands everywhere!
Showering sparks; yet cold.
A flurry of activity; yet lifeless.
Two hands. Right in front of me.
Conjured in the mind of an Eternal God.
Precise. Full of feeling. Intelligent.
Warm.
I'll take these any day.
