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These are no words of wisdom, and if they be
I want the world to think of them, when they think of me.
In this generation where is the love?
Where are the good, upstanding people, who love the god above?
With the children born in this day, where is the kindness and generosity?
Why is it that all I see is hated and animosity?
Those few brighter souls become lost in a sea
Of the shattered world of today when they need to break free.
How can we fix it, this need to change.
These are the leaders of the future, isn’t that strange?
These are no words of wisdom and if they be
I want the world to believe them when they hear of me.