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Where's The Men
WHERE'S THE MEN
Where's the men that once lived here
few men remain of yesteryear,
Beautiful masculinity,
Artfully carved of dignity
The command and gruff within his voice,
The rough and tumble is his choice,
His love for femininity
Is the wo'man he'll wed to bear his seed
First a crown to his own mother's head,
Adjoined in the authority of his father's stead.
Takes his place within the world
Only leaving his mother when he finds his girl.
Where's the men braving the fight for truth,
for the branding of mankind from his youth.
Where's the men, the way men were meant to be
God is calling his creation, "Come back to me!"
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Lovie Divine
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