Whether the hands paint the face

Or the sky with Hell Fire

In protection of all that is held dear

Whether the hands build and sculpt

The body of its soul

Of the machinations of human intuition

Whether the hand takes another

To be held forever

Or is lifted forever high in servitude

To the greatest wife and mother

Whether his hands be timid and reserved

Or stiff with hardship and valor

Kiss the boy

Let him know, he is loved

And in the awakening of this innermost chasm

She will be cherished forever

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