Tools

A hand is a
powerful tool
by humans
used to create
or destroy.

 

He used it to
comfort and
please, to
show me that
the world wasn't
so scary.

 

I forget that
with those hands
he also
destroyed who
I was before
him.

 

The person before,
the person who
I could look
at in the mirror
and be okay
with.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
Our world

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