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We Are the Villagers-
Something in my heart that matters; I hear those the voices of the children chatter; often I seem so guarded; That those voices are ignored and disguared; Blossoming are those tender starts; For they too have beating hearts; often I have empathy; For those every children thought they're not apart of me; We are We are O' Lord we're still We are We are O' Lord we're still We are We are O' Lord we're still yet instilled, we are still We Are the Villagers and every, every, every child every child all those little children and the teens We are the villagers and every child belongs to us (belong to us all) ============== Every man, every woman should co parent someone else children/child For it will take everyone one accord to keep the children from running wild/wild; often they seem so guarded; That those voices are ignored and disguarded; tender bones, muscles and minds growing; For they so think that only their intellect is the only think knowing; often I have empathy; For those every children thought they're not apart of me; We are We are O' Lord we're still We are We are O' Lord we're still We are We are O' Lord we're still yet instilled, we are still let us all be on one accord and everyone together Raise those precious children as unto the Lord Telling them in the way they should go We are We are O' Lord we're still We are We are O' Lord we're still We are We are O' Lord we're still yet instilled, we are still We Are the Villagers and every, every, every child every child all those little children and the teens We are the villagers and every child belongs to us (belong to us all) train up a child in thee way he/should go let us all train up a child in the way the Holy way he/she should go We are We are O' Lord we're still We are We are O' Lord we're still We are We are O' Lord we're still yet instilled, we are still We Are the Villagers and every, every, every child every child all those little children and the teens We are the villagers and every child belongs to us We are the villagers 2/16/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022© "from future anthology -Where Are the Villagers"
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