Blindness and Ignorance

Because my hands are small, I cannot protect you.

Because my hands are weak, I cannot support you.

Because my hands are short, I cannot reach you.

Because my hands are dirty, I cannot embrace you

I cannot pray or wipe dry my tears.

So please come back to me.

I don't care how much you will hurt me.

I don't care how small, weak, short or dirty I will become.

Cut yourself free, escape and return to me.

Frightened and crying for repentance.

Because these hands. They were made to punish you.

-Arisa Kukuru. (The Blind and Ignorant People of Our Age.)