Precious, wealthy fingers

Dolapo’s hands have 5 fingers each.

All of them are equal. Unlike yours.

Yours look like a histogram of sorts, showing the central tendency for the distribution of wealth in them. In you.

But Dolapo’s? Hers are all the same length. For her, all fingers are equal. 

Literally.

Really, truly, equal, I tell you.

Writing with a pen, holding cutlery, pottery making, knitting a sweater.

Her fingers can do everything that yours can.

Probably even more. Definitely more.

With that kind of wealth, what couldn’t her fingers do?

What couldn’t she do?

No weakness in any area. Equally rich in every finger, every facet of her life.

All the fingers equal. 

Dolapo’s precious, wealthy, fingers!

You’d heard of the fingers from far and marveled at them.

How wonderful it was to not hide a finger for how it looked.

All of them presentable, lovely, beautiful.

What a dream, what a life!

Today, you’ve caught a glimpse of them,  you’re honestly, quite horrified by them.

Dolapo’s fingers can’t make hand signs well enough. They can’t make the heart sign. 

When they try to make the ‘peace’ sign, they can’t. The fingers keep overlapping each other.

Prior to now, you’d longed for that kind of even distribution of wealth.

Today, looking at a thumb being the same length as a pinky finger, you begin to think differently.

You look at your own hands again.

Your “histogram-looking” hands". And then, you think of your life. 

How you fall short in some areas, and you how you stand tall in others.

Do you suddenly appreciate your own distorted wealth?

Or are you simply fazed by Dolapo’s equal distribution?

Are you just stunned by how “unbeautiful” her wealth distribution actually is?

You look at your hands again.

On them, are your own precious, wealthy, fingers.