Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

A chicken does not lay a chick,
It lays an egg.
A cartooned heart can never beat
Though it is red.
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Am I lucky I have you?
Yes, you keep saying so,
Repetition doesn't make it true
And that is what I know.
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Shall we all go like phantoms in the night?
Drifting shadows, hollow mists of reasons vague?

Defeat and sorrow, these we have in sight
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What we feed to the children
In words, actions, and example
Will later form them in the end
Into better or bitter people.
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The fooling of Self starts with lies
Pretensions that cover naked eyes

Writing based on sly and covert moves
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In suicide, there is no freedom
More questions left than there are answers
Deep regrets they soon will come
With grief, and tears, and doubting prayers.
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With freedom comes responsibility
And Freedom of Speech has so many

We cannot just throw every verb and pronoun
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Suicide took your pain away
But left us with questions unanswered
Mom did not know it till her dying day
But I'm sure silently she wondered.
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There is a time to be meek
And to silently hold one's peace
But now is the time to speak
When the Truth is diluted like this
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Hate destroys
The one that births it
It robs one of joy
and peace, forfeit.
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