Bless These Hands, American Damned
Pray they get to nurture dreams, made technicolor by sacred sleep
Bless these hands, American damned
Dipped in blood and dried with sand
Blue-black veins from wrist to finger
This flag it lingers, this curse, this cancer.
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Bless these hands, American damned
Breaking hammer with sharp sickle
No rest for the weary, grabbing shovels
To bury the falsehoods of this land.
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Bless these hands, American damned
Forsaking the hood and sweet nepenthe
For the promise of chariots in the sky
They sacrifice life for a fucked Most High.
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Bless these hands, American damned
Pray they rest before they're dead
Pray they get to nurture dreams
Made technicolor by sacred sleep.
About the Creator
Camille Ora-Nicole
Hi! I'm a writer, artist, placemaker, and producer from Southern California. When I'm not writing, I'm drawing, and if i'm not drawing I'm working on a project, and if not doing any of that, i'm Netflix and chillin'. IG: @oracami_studio
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