One finger that’s how it started

You said one and they would survive

What can a father do

When all options have been taken from you

No fingers left now

But at least they are fed

My left leg gave us enough

For the hard winter months

Now summer’s approaching

And I don’t know how to give more

But now the cycle never ends

After every step a new threat

I hope one day they will look back

No embarassed by the imbecile I’ve become

I bled out of love

They are too young to understand that

One day they might

As long as they are free

There is not a single regret my heart beats

For out of my flesh they were made

How could I not give my flesh

to keep them safe

What a harsh world this has become

May their little bodies stay untarnished

By the cruelness of man