Two hands, rule and ruin,
Too hands, brace and build.
Of a King an' Queen,
May dynasty flourish or fluid.
Long live hands,
Only to mix with soil.
Bifurcated borders and lands,
Made humanity sinister spoil.
Slaughtering-red blood tells,
Tale of ego and pride.
Human body sells,
For stale pleasure rides.
No hands no good without brains,
On throne, you sit only by caboose.
For an idiot ruins stable reign,
Young seeds shall alter the taboos.