May My Hands Be Generous
may my hands be blessings to the needy
soothingly soft; free from grease
easily smooth with love than care
always wanting embrace without difficulty
canting open a heart full of peace
selling costless tagged goodies fare
may my mouth spell sense to the poor
and preach prayers which save souls
and gives glory above where love pours
there's only a paradise we must secure
but to be sure, one oughtta be hearts of all
may my mind move moistly more and more
Wegolonyo Erick
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