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Today’s Child
by Marilyn Mackenzie She learns of ‘puters Of gigs and bytes Modems, keyboards And screens. Her friends unknown Just words exchanged In shorthand codes She’s learned. She’s only ten An innocent, Knows nothing of bad In the world. Her IM friend Changes faces In his world Of make-believe. Today he says He’s 15 years old, Tomorrow he’ll be A small boy. He could be someone Dangerous or Just wanting to be What he was. Her parents watch TV shows As her fingers race over keys. They are innocent too in this world Of chat rooms and people unseen.
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