Our Village

The brilliant colors

The laughter of childrenThe music going on and on The voice of a motherWhen her baby criesThe teasing and tauntingFrom brothers all overGirls showing offAll they've gotMen acting tough and superiorWomen huddled upIn their little groupWhispering and giggling This is our villageThis is our homeThis is where we belong

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