Wild Thoughts, Gives a Child

A child with a big school-bag
Made my sorrow suddenly sag
Somehow it could finely drag
But, about my greatness I brag

Lies before it a very vast ocean
How turbulent will be its emotion!
All cause in its mind commotion
Its share, will God kindly apportion?

Its tender legs slowly move
God is there, it can prove
Its problems, will God remove?
Will its guts God kindly improve?

Are its parents really wealthy?
Are they robust and healthy?
Will it avoid everything filthy?
Will it show to all sympathy?

Will it study very well
Or become ill or dull?
Life, can it safely pull?
Will its bliss be full?