The Hand Represents Man
You cry on a pillow,
Of self woven threads,
The needle the bearer,
Of the hope’s of the dead,
You whisper a story,
Of a time not long past,
And speak of a person,
Made out of glass.
Fragile and frail,
She breaks in your hand,
The reason the difference,
The hand represents man.
Ok, this is a poem I wrote ok... and for some reason my damn english teacher wants me to tell him what it means. The whole point of poetry is that the meaning lies within correct? Well i've read it, and I still don't know the full meaning, don't answey if your gonna act as if it's a nuisance or once more contradict my thoughts. Please! I really have no idea what to say and I have to turn it in today... HELP!
2006-09-10
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