Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

The Root of Evil is Rejection
There is the need to get even, attack
A paranoid act toward Destruction
For imagined offense - to fight back!
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There's more where they came from
The poems that were birthed from my heart
That is where my words have found their home
That is where my poems will always start.
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Abandoned and decayed
Springfield lunatic asylum
It used to be where she laid
It used to be her home.
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Some people are sick in the mind
And sadly, they do not know it.
Mental disorders are easy to find
And those who indulge, their sanity forfeit.
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No color is less human
No race above another
Red, the blood of all men
That's all we must remember.
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What ever have the governed become?
Mere puppets fed some grain
Of fancy lies as elections come
As though they lack some needed brain?
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Just what do you really think of Love?
Not the heartache nor the sleepless nights,
Nor the dreamy songs and stars above,
Nor a moment's bliss of enchanting sights.
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I have wounds too,
Like you do.
Some just take too long
To heal they hurt
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Dark times swallow the soul
Grips the heart into silence
Until nothing remains whole,
Until one lies with Absence.
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How can I tell you
Of the gnawing Pain
Of Betrayal
Or the devastation of Abuse
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