Writing Is Soaring Skies Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

Will you let these rulers that be
Silence you into submission,
Censor your words, block what you see-
A correctness that's really Deception?

Will you bow down, cease to write
The abrasive lines that you store
In your mind that's free, is it right
Deny reasons you're writing for?

Is it really life when you stifle
The passion no chains can hold,
Breathe when you know you're not able
To be you, express truth to be told?

For writing is soaring the skies
Words and lines, thoughts are wings!
When these are fenced, it dies
Like a caged bird that cannot sing.




Cynthia Buhainbaello~~~06.29.16