These hands will respect

Your decisions, your views

These hands will respect

Your right to choose

These hands will be kind

To every colour and every race

These hands will be kind

To the eyes on every face

These hands will be a comfort

To every hurt and pain

These hands will be a comfort

They will welcome you again and again

These hands will defend

When something goes wrong

These hands will defend

When the fight becomes too long

These hands will give

Even when there’s nothing to spare

These hands will give

Everything they can share

These hands will care

Even when the storm is done

These hands will care

When the skies are clear, in the midday sun

These hands will love

Without limits, without masks

These hands will love

When put to the tasks

These hands will serve

As a true servant could only do

These hands of mine will serve

What will your hands do?

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