About how the concept of a helping hand can be misunderstood and lead to so much more. So much beauty, so much intensity.
The Helping Hand A simple request for assistance was misunderstood That wasn't her fault For how could she understand that the other one had this hidden agenda of alternative motifs? The request for a Helping Hand was answered with "Yes, of course" Before she knew it, the Helping Hand was guided to a place so warm and wet "Woa," she startled, "What are you doing now?" The other replied that she needed the Helping Hand so badly Alone was just alone, right? And so the Helping Hand moved and moved The Helping Hand helped with every move. And by doing so, the Helping Hand helped, helped, helped, helped... ... and ... helped!