The Hands That Fed.

Despised were the hands that fed
Flooded with ignorance
Worthy of hiding and yet rare
Fragility composed its compare

Persistent piercing words won not
Scorned and ridiculed yet reeled not
The hands that fed endured the test
Tenacity marked its existence

Though so hideous
Hidden inside was life
Unattractive and unworthy to be touched
Yet artistic in nature

Everywhere it touches, behold
Inescapable marks
Could be heard from a distance
"I was here."

The works, the hands matched not
Always questionable by the onlookers,
Is it really possible ?
Some marvelled at its works

For the hands that Fed, fainted not.©

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