Life's funny you know
Full of oddities and questions
All the while your mind grows
Never enough knowledge to fill your head
But when you think it's enough you get weary
Slip into silk and go to bed
Master
These hands that have labored so vigorously for you
Scared, cracked, scabbed, worn with years of work
But where has it gotten them?
Broken like the mules back
Poems © 2001 Robert Kedanis, all rights reserved
