my sole possession

Juan Miguel Torres

eager eyes with hopeless vision
and pale skin of malnutrition
feet of scars with no protection
these children my sole possession

how can i with few perfections
ever hope to ease their tensions
will i ever pass inspection
showing god sincere intention

i will cure their eyes with magic potion
and will feed them to a pink complexion
i will put their feet in constant motion
And love these children my sole possession