Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

My heart's forever grateful
For in my life I found
A love so true and faithful
Intense and without bounds.
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Prejudice cannot be hidden,
Arrogance for the color of skin.
Its ugly head is here again
Racism is lurking within.
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Death To Self, Life In The Spirit

We cannot find God in a seminary,
Or imagine we have Him through a degree.
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My words they come
As I want them to
They may cut some
Does that bother you?
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Unfounded were his concerns
About the need for ample finances
Marriage to the woman for whom he yearns
To share his life's remaining pages.
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I can sense the tinge of annoyance
You have for the work of my pen,
I regret to cause a disturbance
In your spirit, it's about God again.
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If I were a child again
I'd wake up earlier than I used to
Mom won't be upset and then
The nuns won't get irked
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Under the skies of cloudless blue,
The rolling waves rush to the shore.
As if to race winged birds that flew,
And touch bare land just like before.
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Behind the yellow flowers
Amongst the grassy blades
A little chick found cover
From humans who invade.
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I know how it is to be lost
Rejected, scorned and abused.

I know the feeling and the cost
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