Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

In this era of gender equality
Some men of antiquated mind
Still regard with superiority
Women as objects they can find.
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Though my country is at its lowest
I firmly believe that it will ably pass the test

Though the nations will grope in financial needs
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Each new day is a rare chance at LifE
Not merely an accident, lightly takeN.
Considering death is our cul de saC
Obviously our Fate, that's eventually sO.
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He comes with grim finality
With no qualms, takes the toll.
All prayers shelved desolately,
Cutting off life is his call.
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Changing
Like wind that blows
Uncharted in its course
It is never predictable
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As we run this finite race of life
To the finish line in swiftness of soul,

We undress ourselves of the baggage of strife
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He gave forgiveness for all who repent
In His great Mercy paid it all at Calvary
Sacrificed so perfect, Grace touched you and me.
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Vibrant soft petals
kissed by April's soothing rain
bloom in songs of joy.
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Fanciful delight filled the young girl eyes
In her child's world of color and wonder.
Her quaint dragon friend had a big surprise,
They were having a bunny party there!
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Living life is like running a race
You have to go on and live each day
With courage and hope no matter what you face
Whatever the seasons that may come your way.
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