Sunday, 25 September 2022

Extremities

Hands held by nails
Feet impaled
You always go to extremities
To show us your love

Hands healed
Feet heeled
You walked a thousand miles
To show us your love

Feet held,
While hands washed, 
You took the towel.
Before the power,
You always go to such extremities,
To show us your love,

Feet Scarred,
Hands holed,
Forever you will bear the mark,
Of the extremities you will go to,
To show us your love










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