Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

Art in words that paint images in the mind
Soothes the source and those that it may find,

An honest work of heart, its ink flows from life's bottle
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At first, we used to pray for needs
And then He placed the burden there-
In our hearts, His Compassion's seed
That moved us then to pray for others.
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Count with your fingers and toes
Endless numbers of the vile
The callous Greed of all those
Who feigned people with their wiles.
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darkness graced the night
as a gentle breeze whispers
to hear crickets sing.
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In my land there spreads a great Plague
That leaves my countrymen in a coma
An ideology that has failed and is vague
Still tries to brainwash with its dogma.
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Words laid for a fleeting gaze
Perhaps may disguise a maze

Where the lines meant for reading
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gold rays of sunshine
in propitious embrace touch
with warm assurance
every soul that chilled with pain
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Choices, Life gives many!
Before birth, though none are available.
Questions, many obviously!
Three things are non-negotiable:
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All that goes around us, in the areA
Where we live, affects us, we all knoW.
As life goes on we face the dilemmA
Recognizing that the mask of dangeR
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In the quiet of the night, they come
Once more in floods of memories
Thoughts unclouded by the years
That tears have failed to drown
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