Such small hands, with tiny fingers
You may never beat on them, they would break.
Such small feet with such small toes.
You may never step on them, otherwise they won't be able to walk.
Such small ears, so sharp and please:
You may never yell at them, they would become deaf.
Such beautiful mouths, they speak out everything
You may never inhibit them, otherwise nothing would get out of them anymore.
Such clear eyes that still see everything
You may never blindfold them, they won't be able to understand anything.
Such small souls, open and completely free
You may never torture them, they'd get destroyed by that.
It is such a small spine, you can hardly see it
You may never bend it because it would break.
Honest and clear human beings would be a nice goal
People without spine we already have enough of.