Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

Our lives are nearing sunset,
Change has little time for us.
But this we must never forget-
What's in the heart matters, it's precious.
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It comes with a lump on the throat,
Conceived by a gripping pain.
In the absence of comfort sought,
There's a need for release again.
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Sea kissed land
Embraced by the bluest skies
Where waves caress
The sandy shores
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When you get angry, you hurt
Strangely but that's the truth,
For bitterness does give birth
To resentments as the fruit.
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Wealth may entice
With masked satisfaction
A moment's joy for the eyes
But there's always a price
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Inside of each man lies an inner thirst
That goes beyond the finite atom
It has been there ever since the first
Man on earth, by sin, to doom had come.
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Being poor is not a Right
To impose demands upon those
Who worked hard to better their plight
And to heights of wealth, they arose.
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I've been alone for so long
I learned to live with it.
Sadness does not have me owned
Nor Happiness, forfeit.
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I read about the Iluminati
And the One-World Order conspiracy
Proof is around quite evidently
And the men who reign are powers-that-be.
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Steadfast desire
For ultimate good-

Not an empty fire
That burns some wood,
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