For the poor will never cease from the land ; 

                          therefore I command you, saying, ‘ You shall

                          open your hand wide to your brother, to your

                           poor and your needy, in your land.’

                                 NKJV 15: 11

                           

   It’s not a plea to open your hand

it’s a command

   And it isn’t a half hearted,

 almost closed

hand

No, splay your fingers

   spread them wide enough

to hold bread, to hold communion

squeezed from fruit in your cut glass bowl

And don’t forget  the first sown wheat

ground into flour, transformed 

into loaves of bread

Spread those hands wide enough to hold

sweet milk, cheese, and chickens

cooked on a spit revolving like the world

This is a command