Anita Joyner
God Our Talents Is Aggrandizing
On my pillow that did billow was lying;
Tears poured and we had been crying,
About the wounded and those dying;
To win war how hard they are trying;
Effort did appear to be death defying;
What is done the people were denying;
More sins to us devil started supplying,
And now up again tears we are drying;
God our talents He now is aggrandizing.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Anita Joyner is another Maya Angelo
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