April dribbles - 18

Like calls to like.
The stranger cries;
The child steps to his side—
“Come back, come back”—
But innocence has seen the way
We like to turn aside.

Like calls to like.
“Why don’t we help?”
Entitlement’s a crime.
Then child so irresponsible
Has social truth more perfectly
In mind.

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