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"The Lord's Inmate"

All Peoples of today Let's in Truth Be the best We can Be
By teaching the Youth what is Right so Their minds can See.
Everyday a Woman screams then the new Baby cries
The Teachings should start before the opening of Their eyes.
All Humans must crawl before Any can ever walk
Listen carefully to Newborns when the Newborns talk.
Everyone can Believe for We are not Here to emit no lie
All must Listen with the Ear as well as with the Spirit Eye.
These Factsย should Be well within Everyone's range
When Truth is revealed sometimes itย mayย sound very strange.
The Truth can surely capture far better than most nets
When One is receptive We see it gets even better yet.
Now as We watch the Child start to grow up
It's away from the bottle now it's to a cup.
Soon We will wonder just where has Time went
That's why it's so Important to make Time with Children well spent.
One day the Child will grow older and soon Be fully Grown
We All can reap more happily whenever the Right was Sown.
Hopefully for the Children the World will Be in a better state
Jah is abundant in Mercy so We know it's not yet too late.
So anytime We become just this World's topics and Their debates
We'll continue toย give Thanks andย Praise to Jah Yes,for being The Lord's Inmate!Amen

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