How To Make A Fist? - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
Could you make a fist, not to box,
the faces of the suspicious characters,
from the middle eastern and tropical shores?
Could you make a fist in the wee hours,
Of the morning to pick up the tooth brush,
To clean the tiny utensils in the mouth,
Could you make a fist without feeling the pain,
That pokes as the thorns in the flesh,
Before making a fist, stretch your fingers apart,
Keep your hands together and look up to the Lords,
Say the prayers whatever you desire,
Then move one finger forward, now right thumb in front,
Followed by the left thumb, slowly clasp those fingers,
Now you can look up to the sky, searching for the signs,
You may see the cross, crescent moon and the holy trinities,
Keep those fingers in the same position and flip as the fish do,
Don’t pressurize the fingers and the points where they touch,
Slowly twist your hands as you do when you hip dance,
Do it for a minute or two, now release your hands,
Keep your fingers apart and then slowly make a fist,
Is it still painful, reduced or the same?
If it is boring clasp the hands of your partner,
You can spread, clasp and flip as told earlier.
What was easier once may become tougher,
But the hearts always soften it to be subtler.
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