Holding so much power in such a tiny vessel,
often this is such a dangerous thing.
Many of us should not be trusted
with this much responsibility.
We each are molded with two.
One to hold and cherish in our palm.
The other to crush with the tightening of a death grip.
Some of us use both as menacing claws
scratching away at all that is good and pure.
They wear them down to only rough calluses
and waste their lives as they cut right to the bone.
Yet others mold lives with their live and tender care,
for these are beings of creation.