They are open
and innocent,
eager to please,
the vulnerable.
They have no muscles
or wiles
to parry attacks,
the vulnerable.
They listen
and imbibe our words
ideas and values,
the vulnerable.
They mirror
our thoughts,
play act our actions,
the vulnerable.
They grow up
and shape, mould
and, too often, warp
the next generation of
the vulnerable.
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