Thumbs

Hitchhike,

Up or down

From the crown.

Salute, refute,

Gesture, molester.

They’re handy,

Can make you randy.

Without them:

There is no plan B.

Don’t you see?

All you owe to glee,

Your claims to be free,

The ability to sip tea,

Belongs to one appendage.

No need to feel glum.

You have a thumb!

Even if it’s numb,

It’ll help you eat plums.

In absence: your life will be upended.

Ability forever suspended.

Life as you know it is owed to thumbs,

From people under the gun,

To counting stars...beyond the sun.

-DLP (6.28.2020)